I am all set up for the glorious life of bare bones, emaciated, flat broke ass, college life for this upcoming Fall semester. I'm pretty nervous, but very excited for a much needed change of existing pace and mental excercise. Job? What job? Money? Who needs it? Food?... Well... I'll just filter feed i suppose.
The logistics of finding an apartment close enough to campus so that I wont have to use my jet-pack (rocket fuel is whorin' bling ladies and gentelmen) is frisbee shitting ridiculous! Besides the fact that being anywhere outside the three mile buffer zone of the college is akin to being in a Tropic Thunder style urban gun war between dejected kids who have no better activities to surround themselves with.
Anyway... I'm sure it will be a gratifying battle of wits and will.
The logistics of finding an apartment close enough to campus so that I wont have to use my jet-pack (rocket fuel is whorin' bling ladies and gentelmen) is frisbee shitting ridiculous! Besides the fact that being anywhere outside the three mile buffer zone of the college is akin to being in a Tropic Thunder style urban gun war between dejected kids who have no better activities to surround themselves with.
Anyway... I'm sure it will be a gratifying battle of wits and will.
(Filter feed... Lol...)
I must now go shower it off.