I think it's called "stress."  Being an English major, I haven't had much experience with stress before, but it really sucks.  I think I felt something akin to it last semester with Java (fucking Gries), but Java never really mattered.  But with grad school shit and thesis shit and, of course, regular class shit (which for some reason is more ( Read more... )

GREs.  GREs are stupid.

Also I hate sleep deprivation.

And also I hate the Phillies.  It figures the one time a Philadelphia team is gonna win something, it's when I have money against them.  Assholes.

So I've decided that updating this with details of my life isn't something that interests me much anymore. I will tell you to go hnyah, which is where I'm posting my musical endeavors; and I will tell you also that Facebook is a fucking douche for temporarily increasing its character limit for the movies section, then dropping it so I can no ( Read more... )

And by that I mean, my parents paid several thousand dollars in order to take me on a frustratingly safe and innocuous pleasure cruise to the Caribbean, where I bought a t-shirt with a pirate emblem on it (a fucking AWESOME one, which I'll explain in more detail later maybe). Awesome ( Read more... )

Nigga...to and fro ( Read more... )

Okay, so, anyone who knows me even remotely well knows about my hatred for Uwe Boll, the worst director in the world, responsible for such atrocities as Bloodrayne, House of the Dead, In the Name of the King: A Dungeon Siege Tale, and my personal least favorite, Alone in the Dark ( Read more... )

EVER ( Read more... )

Well, it's been another while, I guess, so here's a quick update ( Read more... )

So just now I met Mike Huckabee when he came by TKE. I shook his hand twice and called him "govna," and even made a wisecrack during his inspirational speech, during the course of which he used the word "adversity" no fewer than seven times ( Read more... )

Which, ironically enough, would not let me enroll in my Jew course ( Read more... )