Hey everybody. The azithromycin (ie big fucking antibiotic pill) is kicking in and I'm feeling around 75%. Rough night last night, stayed up working till 3 and couging until 5:30 then woke up at 8:45 for class. Thanks immune system!
Had a conversation last night with stingy, demanding, yet incredibly attractive bank owner (
). Apparently I have a lot of debt to pay. You know, there are some potentially hilarious racial jokes in discussing banking as a metaphor for sex. But since I'm the arian poster child descretion will remain the better part of valor. All I'm saying is that Sarah Silverman would find these jokes funny. That's all.
So dance tutorial is Friday and it just occured to me: I'm going to be "dancing" ballet in front of the entire school. What the hell was I thinking? It's a damn good thing I'm not doing all that much because I can't even get my arms right. I'm about as graceful as the Asian Tapir you see. Essentially all I do is do some lifts, bow, and get the fuck off the stage before anyone notices I can dance about as well as I can time travel. Here's to that.
Oi vey, studies studies studies. I have to read 10 or more tonight and then summarize them and tie it all together with a nice little bow for cog lab tomorrow. Oofta, back to that I suppose.
After some funny pictures I've been meaning to post that is. Did I ever mention how much I love Mega-Man?
After defeating James Brown-Man
After defeating Sean of the Dead-Man
After defeating Panhandler-Man
After defeating that fucking DDR kid in the arcade-Man
After defeating the Pyramid Head... just kidding all that happened was...
After defeating The Breakfast Club-Man
After defeating Beck-Man
In other news, will the illustrative power of zombies forever be fumbled in my mighty hands?
Had a conversation last night with stingy, demanding, yet incredibly attractive bank owner (
). Apparently I have a lot of debt to pay. You know, there are some potentially hilarious racial jokes in discussing banking as a metaphor for sex. But since I'm the arian poster child descretion will remain the better part of valor. All I'm saying is that Sarah Silverman would find these jokes funny. That's all.
So dance tutorial is Friday and it just occured to me: I'm going to be "dancing" ballet in front of the entire school. What the hell was I thinking? It's a damn good thing I'm not doing all that much because I can't even get my arms right. I'm about as graceful as the Asian Tapir you see. Essentially all I do is do some lifts, bow, and get the fuck off the stage before anyone notices I can dance about as well as I can time travel. Here's to that.
Oi vey, studies studies studies. I have to read 10 or more tonight and then summarize them and tie it all together with a nice little bow for cog lab tomorrow. Oofta, back to that I suppose.
After some funny pictures I've been meaning to post that is. Did I ever mention how much I love Mega-Man?
After defeating James Brown-Man
After defeating Sean of the Dead-Man
After defeating Panhandler-Man
After defeating that fucking DDR kid in the arcade-Man
After defeating the Pyramid Head... just kidding all that happened was...
After defeating The Breakfast Club-Man
After defeating Beck-Man
In other news, will the illustrative power of zombies forever be fumbled in my mighty hands?
~cheers