You know you're irrevocably an adult

When, to save time and debate, you buy into the gateway drug conspiracy:



I was easily entertained by all the comics this morning (I'll post Sylvia's theories on chocolate, calcium and exercise when I'm not late for work) but this one made me laugh so hard it scared the cats.

She totally checked her facts!

Yes, so I was prattling about being late for work in my last post, then loaded the traffic page for Atlanta while getting my shoes on and called the boss to request a shift change to later because day-um, the holiday traffic lull in totally over.

Anyway, I was smiling wistfully at the statements, then started losing it over the daughter's reaction off to the right.

Last one this morning. I promise to cut any more I post today

Higher education? Why bother?

The real reason I stopped at a bachelor of arts (Bank of Mom and Dad would totally have paid my way had I wished it; it's good to be a WASP-American Princess) was that if I'd stayed inside a classroom for one More MINUTE, I was going to run mad and start painting the professors with correction fluid (not even WASP-American Princesses routinely had PCs in the mid-80s) to delete them.

My new reason for stopping at a bachelor's degree is below the promised cut.
( Bach me, baybee )