One would think that after hearing the news that I had been accepted in a graduate program my life would all of a sudden be at peace. After all, I will not have to worry about considering what alternatives I had besides my current position as a corporate whore being farmed out by my Limited Liability Pimp, finding another job, and generally having to deal with several more weeks of uncertainty as I waited for other decisions to arrive and the dread began slowly creeping deeper into my life like blood soaking into the carpet under a corpse. But for some reason my world is not changed.