Thoughts and musings. Updates and such.
How've you been, Gentle Reader? I hope my return finds you well, and if not then we'll endeavor to remedy that situation.
I've spent the last week drinking hard and doing a whole lot of thinking about my life. And now, while everyone else is out being even drunker and watching things explode, I sit here listening to some wholesomely mass-produced music and write. Some of this may come as no surprise, as I'm told I can't take a shit without three people hearing about it and each them telling three more. I'm more popular than I realize, these days.
So college is a bust. I tried my damndest, I have a pretty good GPA for my first two years (3.2); you could say I gave it the "college try" but that wouldn't be honest. I have a B-something average because my grades slipped. My attention wandered and I lost any interest in actually attending class. I like to think my passing everything is a testament to my genius, but most likely it's only indicative of the average student's lack of comparative ability.
In four months, I'm enlisting in the Army. I'm tired of this shit. Working bullshit jobs, taking bullshit exams and writing bullshit papers. I know, the military is chock-full of bullshit and minutiae. However, it seems so much more rewarding than ringing up a customer's order or stocking shelve; I'd rather serve something that is to my mind grand and noble. Instead of enrolling in classes I'll never attend but pass anyway, I'd rather have an adventure and see exactly what it's like to do those things that we like to imagine ourselves doing when we sit around a table and throw dice.
I want to sweat, bleed and cry for my country. I want to say, "Take me as far as I can go. Never let me quit."
I've spent the last week drinking hard and doing a whole lot of thinking about my life. And now, while everyone else is out being even drunker and watching things explode, I sit here listening to some wholesomely mass-produced music and write. Some of this may come as no surprise, as I'm told I can't take a shit without three people hearing about it and each them telling three more. I'm more popular than I realize, these days.
So college is a bust. I tried my damndest, I have a pretty good GPA for my first two years (3.2); you could say I gave it the "college try" but that wouldn't be honest. I have a B-something average because my grades slipped. My attention wandered and I lost any interest in actually attending class. I like to think my passing everything is a testament to my genius, but most likely it's only indicative of the average student's lack of comparative ability.
In four months, I'm enlisting in the Army. I'm tired of this shit. Working bullshit jobs, taking bullshit exams and writing bullshit papers. I know, the military is chock-full of bullshit and minutiae. However, it seems so much more rewarding than ringing up a customer's order or stocking shelve; I'd rather serve something that is to my mind grand and noble. Instead of enrolling in classes I'll never attend but pass anyway, I'd rather have an adventure and see exactly what it's like to do those things that we like to imagine ourselves doing when we sit around a table and throw dice.
I want to sweat, bleed and cry for my country. I want to say, "Take me as far as I can go. Never let me quit."