i gotta live with it

First day of classes post.

Basically, I have a fuck-ton, and it is up in the air whether this year is going to be uniquely challenging or soul-crushingly difficult. Most of that depends on the dick-quotient my professors aspire to. Kind of a dick? I can handle you. AND I MEAN HANDLE HURHURHUR Mucho dick with a side of douche canoe? I might bring a can of mace to class.

So, we'll see.

In awesome news, my dad sent me a printer. My dad is the Batman.

My sister and I went shopping, yesterday, at Best Buy. She had a 25$ gift card to kill, and I had free time. We perused the aisles. Here's what went down:

ME: So, whatcha lookin' for?
SISTER: I dunno. What's at Best Buy?
ME: Lots of stuff. Like movies.
SISTER: I can watch those online.
ME: True. CD's, too.
SISTER: What are those?
ME: Yeah, how about new earphones?
SISTER: Nah.
ME: Well, I'm out of ideas.
SISTER: ...
ME: ...
SISTER: ... do they have a gum section?
ME: They have a soda section.
SISTER: Done.

Conclusion: We spent all $25 on candy, energy drinks, and gum. LIKE A BOSS.


Speaking of food, today I have consumed a donut, a box of Milk Duds, and one can of Coke Zero.

First day of class? Challenge accepted.