Well, make that a BA in Literature and that little puppet is singing my song (Avenue Q, guys - Google it!) With the news that I passed the big, bad comprehensive exam I was bitching about a month ago, I'm suddenly realizing that my graduation in December is looming very close. For the past two years, after declaring my major, I've been willfully ignorant of the odd looks I get when I happily claim I am majoring in Literature and that, no, I'm not 100% sure what I want to be when I "grow up."
