"Chaos is always found in the greatest adundance wherever Order is being sought."
Well, I've finally up, gone, and done it. I'm registered for classes in my English program. Grad school is a mere two or so months away, and for the first time ever I'm freakin' ECSTATIC about it. I guess events required their eventual fruition to get me to actually make up the mind I supposedly made on them so many months ago. If that makes any bloody sense at all.
Any dang way, the classes are Graduate Composition and Language and Media Discourse. Probably not the definition of fun, but they'll get my brain thinkin' again, which certainly hasn't been happening this past year. If anything, all it's done is let me step out of the school thoughtbox and into the what the funkadelic am I gonna do for a career thoughtbox. I've made... headway.
Aside from all that business, I'm still looking at getting the Camry from me aunt, still getting pissed off at casino-related matters (although I'll be working an extra day every week, to which I can't complain too much), and still applying for other areas of wage-earning type labor-based operationy things.
Went to Stranger Than Fiction's Halloween show with Jake and Leo this week. I went as the Gary Oldman Dracula (civilian style), Jake went as Zombie Jesus, and Leo... wore a Punisher T-shirt. The band dressed as various 80's style rockers, with Jordan as a Motley Crue type guy with the black big hair and t-shirt with the sleeves tore off, Scuba as Billy Idol (bleached his eyebrows and everything), and Gary as Gene Simmons. They even did a set of 80's music, which included a KICK-ASS rendition of "The Final Countdown" by Europe. At any rate, as kick-ass as you can get with a rendition of Europe. The prize for the costume contest was gift certificates for a tattoo shop, which made me extremely bitter when I didn't win squat. Damn those hot pirate wench women! It's not like it took much work to get that costume together, and to draw the band's attention. Legs? check. Accentuated breasts? check. Enjoy those butterflies on the small of your backs, you unimaginative harlots.
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Did I mention I was bitter about not winning a tattoo? Well, not TOO bitter. I mean, who would mind getting bested by hot pirate wenches? Seriously.
Any dang way, the classes are Graduate Composition and Language and Media Discourse. Probably not the definition of fun, but they'll get my brain thinkin' again, which certainly hasn't been happening this past year. If anything, all it's done is let me step out of the school thoughtbox and into the what the funkadelic am I gonna do for a career thoughtbox. I've made... headway.
Aside from all that business, I'm still looking at getting the Camry from me aunt, still getting pissed off at casino-related matters (although I'll be working an extra day every week, to which I can't complain too much), and still applying for other areas of wage-earning type labor-based operationy things.
Went to Stranger Than Fiction's Halloween show with Jake and Leo this week. I went as the Gary Oldman Dracula (civilian style), Jake went as Zombie Jesus, and Leo... wore a Punisher T-shirt. The band dressed as various 80's style rockers, with Jordan as a Motley Crue type guy with the black big hair and t-shirt with the sleeves tore off, Scuba as Billy Idol (bleached his eyebrows and everything), and Gary as Gene Simmons. They even did a set of 80's music, which included a KICK-ASS rendition of "The Final Countdown" by Europe. At any rate, as kick-ass as you can get with a rendition of Europe. The prize for the costume contest was gift certificates for a tattoo shop, which made me extremely bitter when I didn't win squat. Damn those hot pirate wench women! It's not like it took much work to get that costume together, and to draw the band's attention. Legs? check. Accentuated breasts? check. Enjoy those butterflies on the small of your backs, you unimaginative harlots.
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Did I mention I was bitter about not winning a tattoo? Well, not TOO bitter. I mean, who would mind getting bested by hot pirate wenches? Seriously.