Tom's post pretty much sums up how I feel about this whole after college thing:
I was told in College to work hard and learn so I could be ready for Life After College.
I wasn't ever ready to leave College. Hell, I *liked* college. I had a schedule, I had options that were clear, I had a goal in mind. I had an easy social atmosphere, I had friends who just dropped by.
I was also deluded into thinking this was how it was outside of the university. People worked together on projects and hung out. People just dropped by your house to have a beer and sit on the porch or go for some disc.
This isn't how it works out here.
Of course I usually made fun of people who called a frisbee a disc, but that is besides the point. I am supposed to be an adult, but being an adult sucks. I have to work like a chump, take more and more responsibility because I am good at something that isn't related to the added responsibility, and finally I have to pay bills?
Sheesh, where are the Flying Cars anyway?