Today I convocated. It was pretty painful, between the folding chairs, kitten wedges (I thought they were broken in, but they're not) and the bloody hood that kept slipping off my shoulders.

Then I drove home. It went fine. Mostly very boring.

The interesting part of it was when I introduced J to my parents at the reception. It went okay. My mom was sulking because there was no warm food at the reception. I followed up after and she summarized her impression as "he is tall" and "why didn't you warn me". My dad seems to be OK with J.

J is optimistic about improving his reputation by cooking food. He also got me a barometer as a graduation present. It is very cool.

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Stoked for the Game of Thrones season 5 finale!