It's 11:30 on the night before I begin the rest of my life. As of tomorrow I'll begin working full time for probably the rest of my life. I'm still kinda in awe that this is all really happening. I mean, now I have real responsibility, and I'll be judged by people who sign my checks and provide me with sustenance. I haven't grasped the full gravity of what it means to never really have a free week ever again. I hope all goes well though. I am incredibly anxious to learn all that I possibly can. I know that I'm working with some extremely intelligent people and I have opportunities open to me that other people cannot even fathom.

So wish me the best of luck. When I wake up tomorrow, I will officially have been inducted into the real world.