In which Abigail talks about a lot of things

[gloraelin]

First, I graduate tomorrow. Go me!

Second, dinner Sunday went fairly well. We got to talk about ... well, not everything, but most of it. And so forth and so on.

Third, I ... can't remember. There was something that went here, I'm certain of it. Ah well.

Fourth, there's nothing more in my head that was supposed to go in this post. I think I'll shut up now.