Twenty-somethings

So I graduated from college this weekend. La De Frickin' Da. Now granted it is a huge event in my life, one that I will will forever recall with whimsy and fondness, but it is a college graduation; it's not like I won the Nobel Prize or something. I think that most of the events in the lives of 20-somethings are like this; they are incredibly interesting to those living them, but rubbing in the face of those who've already passed that age are long for the youth and vigor of those non-wrinkled, independent years. They always say, "Oh college and the years afterward are the best years of your life! Enjoy it while you can..." as if a man is going to ring my doorbell,shove a box of responsibility in my hand, and run away laughing as soon as I hit 30. I have no idea what they are talking about. I mean, a clue as to what I'm supposed to be doing with my life would be nice, as would the idea of a steady, non-seasonal income that does not involve food service or living in a tent.