Survival of the fittest, or in my case, fattest.
Well, kids. I survived midterms. I can’t really complain. I only had two and I think I faired okay. I am really nervous about the midterm I took for my contemporary fiction class. I didn’t really study, but in all honesty, it’s hard to study things like: Explain the function of the narrator within these four books and how the role of the narrator affects the story as a whole. Yeah, that’s just one of the questions. Just be happy you didn’t have to answer the question on intertextuality and how that plays an active part in the story. If you listen hard enough, you can almost hear my brain fizzle out and eventually quit working. It kind of sounds like this… “ppppptttthhhhhhhsssss.”
I just hope I did okay. But at least with my contemp. fiction class, the final only counts for 10% of our grade, so I’m not too worried. It could be a lot worse, I suppose.
Things are going okay outside of school. Hyamp is doing okay. Spent a few nights this week down there. Cleaning, shows, stuff like that. There is always drama, but I won’t get into that, I guess. I’m just getting tired of it. That’s all I’m going to say.
Home is okay. I need to clean my house something fierce. It’s bordering on unlivable. The problem is I just don’t ever have the time to actually clean. So if you want to come clean my house, I won’t object. In fact, I’d appreciate it.
My most recent column was edited for content. It’s a concept I’m not completely foreign to, but I will say this: ANUS IS NOT A DIRTY WORD. In my last column, you know, the one about dating, I said the word anus only twice and the cut the entire paragraph completely. Stupid Parthenon. Censoring me. That’s an impeachment on my first amendment rights. But it’s okay. I’m not mad. Shit happens. I shouldn’t have put it in there. Bob Shields, who is the executive editor of the Parthenon said that “it would be a cold day in hell before he let the word anus into his paper.” It’s okay. I got drunk and yelled at them, so it all works out.
I guess that’s all. Sorry I’m so lame today. I’m at work and I’m just trying to stay awake. Stupid work. Stupid school. Stupid hyamp. Stupid Parthenon. Stupid me. Stupid you. Stupid everything. I’ll get you for this.