Sunday, December 19, 2010

... but square tires don't roll...

How long has it been since I’ve had time to actually post something on here? Jesus, I hate finals. Final anything just sounds bad- I think it must just be one of those words that’ll never make people think happy thoughts. Like “underage” or “fecal.” Or “Yankee.” I also have a bunch of horrible connotations related to anything involving the Deep South, but I blame that on having to sit through a semester’s worth of graphic racial violence and incest-y Southern communities where siblings have kids who then interbreed and make a bunch of dumpy midget-children who can’t even walk or open their eyes properly. For reals. In movie format. THERE ARE SOME THINGS YOU CAN’T UNSEE, PROFESSOR McRACIAL-TORTURE-PORN.
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That got a bit ranty there. Sorry.
Where was I?
Oh yeah. Finals. They suck. Did I mention I have no time? I’ve got maybe a day and a half to learn a whole bunch of shit I should already know but hasn’t stuck because it’s boring  for some reason, and all I want to do is curl up and SLEEP and I fucking can’t until about Wednesday, because that’s probably when I’ll be home after all the packing up and cleaning that I’ve left till the last second, because apparently THAT’S JUST HOW I ROLL. LIKE A SQUARE FUCKING TIRE, THAT’S HOW I ROLL.
*ahem*
I’m not sure whether I need more caffeine or less.

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