"You don't have to gooo to cooollleeegggeeee" Animal Collective knows.
I pretty much consistantly write about how much I fucking hate Queens College and today was going to be NOOOO DIFFERENT. Then after typing up a silly little entry complaining about school work, I had the following conversation between me and my 25(ish?) year old law student cousin:
Me: you wouldnt happen to have a 7 page paper comparing and contrasting plato and aristotles moral theories lying around would you?
Grelk: nope, sorry mate
Me: AAAAHHHHHH
Me: how about some advice on last minute paper writing for freshman ethics classes?
Grelk: done is better than good
Me: is done also better than mediocre?
Grelk: well, mediocre is median
Grelk: ;-)
Grelk: just write it
Me: I love you
Grelk: a 7 pager would take me 2-3 hours
Grelk: and just bullshit
Grelk: you don't have to be right, you just have to write pretty
Me: you are just the boost I needed to start this thing
Grelk: when you messaged me i was being grilled by my prof in class
Grelk: hadn't done the reading for the case
Me: how'd that go?
Grelk: started a bit off
Grelk: got better as it went along
Grelk: then he kicked my ASS by making me doubt i knew what the 10th amendment meant
Grelk: and threw me for a loop
Me: oooh that tricky asshole
Grelk: and then went into the kill for trying to get me to acknowledge that i was making a circular argument
Me: did he get you?
Grelk: except i dodged that one by the hairs of my chinny chin chin
Grelk: i avoided it.
Me: XTREME EVASIVE MANUEVERS
I wanted to share it with you. It made me giggle and was INSPIRATIONAL and posting it killed some time for me instead of me working on my paper.
See... before I updated this here bloggy, I started said paper. I got about a half a page in and stopped to post this.
I'm workin' on it! I'll get it done! Watch me! It won't be pretty, and I'll probably soil my pants out of sheer frustration once or twice... or every few lines... but it'll get done!
MY LEFT SOLE ITCHES. THAT MEANS THERES DANGER *PUN ALERT* AFOOT.
PUN PUN PUN.
PENIS PENIS PENIS.
Refill the I.V. with coffee, Nurse... and grab me another NutRageous bar! It's time to rumble.
Me: you wouldnt happen to have a 7 page paper comparing and contrasting plato and aristotles moral theories lying around would you?
Grelk: nope, sorry mate
Me: AAAAHHHHHH
Me: how about some advice on last minute paper writing for freshman ethics classes?
Grelk: done is better than good
Me: is done also better than mediocre?
Grelk: well, mediocre is median
Grelk: ;-)
Grelk: just write it
Me: I love you
Grelk: a 7 pager would take me 2-3 hours
Grelk: and just bullshit
Grelk: you don't have to be right, you just have to write pretty
Me: you are just the boost I needed to start this thing
Grelk: when you messaged me i was being grilled by my prof in class
Grelk: hadn't done the reading for the case
Me: how'd that go?
Grelk: started a bit off
Grelk: got better as it went along
Grelk: then he kicked my ASS by making me doubt i knew what the 10th amendment meant
Grelk: and threw me for a loop
Me: oooh that tricky asshole
Grelk: and then went into the kill for trying to get me to acknowledge that i was making a circular argument
Me: did he get you?
Grelk: except i dodged that one by the hairs of my chinny chin chin
Grelk: i avoided it.
Me: XTREME EVASIVE MANUEVERS
I wanted to share it with you. It made me giggle and was INSPIRATIONAL and posting it killed some time for me instead of me working on my paper.
See... before I updated this here bloggy, I started said paper. I got about a half a page in and stopped to post this.
I'm workin' on it! I'll get it done! Watch me! It won't be pretty, and I'll probably soil my pants out of sheer frustration once or twice... or every few lines... but it'll get done!
MY LEFT SOLE ITCHES. THAT MEANS THERES DANGER *PUN ALERT* AFOOT.
PUN PUN PUN.
PENIS PENIS PENIS.
Refill the I.V. with coffee, Nurse... and grab me another NutRageous bar! It's time to rumble.