ZOMBIE DAY
My suitemate and I are nipping off to Barnes & Nobel after our last class this afternoon to, you guessed it, buy Pride and Prejudice and Zombies.
There is possibly a good day on the horizon. Except, possibly not, as there is so much writing to be done on so many things about which I would rather not give a flying fuck.
Anywho.
ZOMBIES.
lol
EDIT:
>:[
I retract all previous statements which may or may not have projected or implied even the slightest notion of optimism. Today sucks. For many, many reasons -- and most of them passing my own tragically soporific attempts at comprehension -- but the one reason which is perhaps most pertinent to this particular post would, of course, be our major epic failure to obtain said zombie marinated text.
Barnes & Nobel, apparently, did not accurately anticipate customer demands and ordered like, maybe, twelve copies -- which CLEARLY were sold out instantly. WTF B&N? I feel like you just sat on my face.
Case in point, today has not been a good day.
That's not to say that tomorrow won't be dandy fine and peachy keen.
But for now, I really just want to curl up under my covers, pull my pillow over my head, and contemplate the unseemly manner of my existence.
Is that too much to ask?
There is possibly a good day on the horizon. Except, possibly not, as there is so much writing to be done on so many things about which I would rather not give a flying fuck.
Anywho.
ZOMBIES.
lol
EDIT:
>:[
I retract all previous statements which may or may not have projected or implied even the slightest notion of optimism. Today sucks. For many, many reasons -- and most of them passing my own tragically soporific attempts at comprehension -- but the one reason which is perhaps most pertinent to this particular post would, of course, be our major epic failure to obtain said zombie marinated text.
Barnes & Nobel, apparently, did not accurately anticipate customer demands and ordered like, maybe, twelve copies -- which CLEARLY were sold out instantly. WTF B&N? I feel like you just sat on my face.
Case in point, today has not been a good day.
That's not to say that tomorrow won't be dandy fine and peachy keen.
But for now, I really just want to curl up under my covers, pull my pillow over my head, and contemplate the unseemly manner of my existence.
Is that too much to ask?