Hunt Eve
"I wish I could be a Jedi. It'd be, like jjjjjck! Beer! I wouldn't use my powers for evil or for good. I'd only use my powers for beer." -Brian, 05/05/2008
So tonight Scav Hunt starts. I spent two hours last night reading all the e-mails that accumulated while I was trapped in South Dakota with no Internets. The trash talking was fantastic. It made me so happy, I wrote poems about it. This is true. Nothing else I say on the subject can be considered necessarily so until Sunday night.
Yes, so, Dylan graduated with, he claims, summa cum laude. Yes, I'm bitter. Yes, I'm glad for him. Yes, it was nice to not have any access to an Internet, and therefore a cap on the amount of homework I could do. Yes, it was terrible to not have access to an Internet, and therefore a cap on the amount of homework I could get done. I did get some arbitrarily middling amount of homework done. So while I did take Scav off from work, I can't take it off from school. Woe.
Man, I'm sick of blogging about homework. But since so many people keep asking to be kept up on how I'm keeping up on school, I guess it's merited. Also the complaining about something invariably, invariably makes dealing with it easier.
See you at midnight.
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