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Location: Wilmington, North Carolina, United States

I am an English major at UNCW. You know what I want to do with my life? I want to write. Hey, look! I'm doing what I want with my life!

Tuesday, November 08, 2005

Prints to Green

So I'm a gonna register for da classes lata on today. I am looking forward to next semester a lot more than I was this one. I am going to take Geography, The first in a series of Creative Nonfiction courses, Technical Writing, Early American Lit., and Women's Studies. They are all courses I want to take, believe it or not.

This semester is winding down and I only have a few things left before a full month of Christmassy breakiness. The wife has a lot more to do before the semester is out and I greatly admire her abitlity to get it all done. She is majoring in Social Work and double minoring in Psychology and Spanish. Kudos to the Wife!

The bike rickshaw business is as dead as Orson. I was sick last weekend and thus was unable to work, but the days I did wotk last week were ultra lame. Gotta keep the old head up and be positive. Because of this job, I've been hit on by more drunk skanks that I can remember and met my first drag queen. And I've lost like 15 pounds in two weeks. Some would say that's a bit unhealthy, but I have to disagree: It's really really unhealthy. Kids, don't try this at home.

A coworker of mine's daughter was sexually assaulted at a high school basketball game. I found another reason to become a vigilanti mass murderer. For Justice! To compound my waning opinion of the human race, another coworker, upon hearing the news, asked: Was he black or Mexican? 'Cause you know us whities aren't capable of hurting eachother. He was white, by the way.

In my PE Lecture, I act like I am taking notes while I am actually writing pointless drivel. I have six solid pages now. After the semester is over, those pages will appear here, on my little blog. I am really excited about it. Yeah for drivel notes. Horrah.

I attended an extremely depressing baby shower Sunday. The most depressing part was watching the mother to be smoke about half a pack of cigarettes in the four hours I was there. I lost the don't say "Baby" game and found that barbecue sauce tastes terrible on a croissant. I met a homeschooled high school student. He was incredibly bright, but literally everything he knew about the world came from a text book. He could have been a male model. He doesn't know what Marijuana is. Why would anybody do that to their child? Why, I ask, why!?

This entry seems to be getting a bit lengthy, so I'll cut it short and just try to post more often. 'Cause don't get me wrong, I got more to say. All these short little disconnected paragraphs could be entries by themselves if offered my full elaborate analysis. No, the questions aren't rhetorical. Or maybe they are. Maybe...

Why would a semi run a red light?

2 Comments:

Blogger Jacob said...

I think a semi would run a redlight because the driver fell asleep at the wheel. After running the light he literally crushes 16 old ladies as they were walking across the road for a "road safety awareness" marathon. Keep up the good work. I believe Boiling Springs hosts the worst Taco Bell on the planet.

2:37 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

AJ, you know, I totally agree with you about the dangers of homeschooling. I firmly believe that the most important thing we all learn in school is how to get along with and/or at least live with others! We can always look up information, but we gotta be able to exist alongside the other wanderers of this earth, don't we? I also believe that as Christians, Jesus told us to go to all the world ----not stay home and hide from it cause you're afraid it might negatively influence you!!! I do some of my best witnessing at school where I teach! Kids are always asking me about my faith and my lifestyle and I love to share that with them!

3:47 PM  

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