Today is the first day...

Here I am. Home after three years of college. And it's all over now. I never really thought that I'd be at this point someday. I remember thinking that I'd graduate from high school at seventeen. That's already came and went. Now I'm twenty and out of college. I mean, what's next?

Sure, there's always graduate school, but is another degree in a field that constantly changes really worth it? What if I end up studying Linux at the graduate level too, and it ends up being a flop in a couple years? That's why I'm trying to get a steady job and work off those loans, then maybe I can start looking at a Masters program (not to be confused with my college, The Master's College).

Where do I go from here? I don't know, but I can tell you where I've been.

I'm home now. After an excuciatingly long drive from L.A., we made it up here at midnight the day of graduation. We took a van full of relatives, my girlfriend, and all our luggage (mainly my room from college) all the way up here in Monterey. We've already done a tour de force of the local area and sent one aunt and one uncle home to Wisconson, but there's still Grandma and a few others hanging around for a more extended trip.

Rachel and I are doing alright, but we haven't had much time to do what we'd like to do, aside from finally making it to the bank for a little spending money then over to Borders to get a book she wanted.

Tomorrow we're going up to Santa Cruz to hit the boardwalk. They keep thinking up everything that Rachel and I were going to do, but now we're going as a huge tour group... kinda takes the fun out of it really.

But that's yesterday, today, and tomorrow, but what about the day after?

God is sovereign.