Why, oh why did I graduate early?
Why did I decide to enter the work force instead of lounge around one more semester and take a boat load of classes I don’t need? I could have added an art or theatre minor and just taken a bunch of painting classes or something.
Then, instead of finding out how much salt various suburbs have left after the Not-A-Blizzard this past weekend, I could be improving my oil painting skills.
Oh, salt. How I despise you.