aintbroke | (no subject)

This syndication thing, man, it's brilliant.

I appreciate it even more now that I go to a school that hide the periodicals from the prying eyes of the public, and does not receive daily newspapers. No we get them monthly. In microfiche. This makes it rather difficult to stay up on current events in print form. Regardless, I can now get the Christian Science Monitor (not as ridiculous as it sounds really) delivered right to my friends page. Oh rock on. (Also, my weekly Dave Barry, daily Calvin and Hobbes, everything the Comics Journal is willing to put into my grubby little hands, and multiple doses of Exploding Dog daily. Life is just good all over.)

Also, I bought boots. I bought them, and not fifteen minutes later, the price doubled. Ha HA! Triumph in the land of Qai.

How is it that everyone has a more comfortable mattresses than me? Everyone. I am kidnapping the bed of Posture Boy and sneaking it into my room. (Did anyone else get a visual of me actually sneaking across campus trying to look innocent while carrying a matress on my head? "What matress? I don't know what you're talking about!" errrrm, yah. yAr.)

That's the news, except that I still hate Descartes. Stuck up little bugger. But no one could fault my notes. I take good notes!