Finals Suck and So do the Cowboys

Self portait, 2006.

If I took a class on how to be hungover, lazy, and useless, I would be Phi Beta Kappa no doubt. But because our school is so small, it lacks depth and variety in the courses that it offers; therefore I have resorted to being a history major which is very demanding. Because of this, San Fran and I were forced into taking a seminar that is about feminism, which is awesome! I can't tell you how much I love hearing a bunch of pissed off chicks complain about how men are pigs and how our society sucks, right on! Men suck and lesbians rule! So I have spent a whole day watching football to help stimulate some ideas for this fifteen-page paper that I have to write by Wednesday that is about the women's movement in the 60's. We also thought that some Pizza Hut and a little diarrhea (apparently something not all of us have experienced) would help bring profound thought to our alcohol-absorbed brains, which was also a genius move. But before long I realized that I wasn’t make much progress. So I thought that since I've been sitting here all day watching football with my computer on my lap maybe it would be a good idea to find some sources for the paper online. I thought of a website that really demonstrates the dynamics between male/female relationships, so I immediately went to teenstitsandass.com. I was surprised to see how many of those lovely young ladies seemed to love guys. How ironic for a paper on feminism? After my computer died twice and I exhausted all of these so called feminists sites, I decided I that maybe a change of scenery would give me a second wind. So I decided to make the move and get up from my chair and sit on the couch in front of me. It was a great call. I was closer to the TV and I felt more engaged with the work I was pursuing. Also, upon arriving at my new location, I looked up at the screen and noticed that the Saints, which will make me happy any day, were smoking the Cowboys. After getting a little exercise during the move, I felt a little less stressed about everything coming up this week.

Well right now Im getting pretty tired because it’s been a long day. So I think I am gonna celebrate my accomplishments by re-hydrating with a nice bottle of red wine. But it's merlot and I am not fucking drinking merlot. Just joking, I just wanted to say that. I actually will drink anything whenever, wherever, and out of whatever as long as there is alcohol in it. Well wish us all luck on our tough week ahead; day one is already under our belts, only five more to go!