So which fucktard at the University of Oregon decided that room assignments would not be given (no exceptions) until you arrived for check-in on the 8th of January... the Sunday, and day, before classes start? Fucking idiots. That should be interesting, trying to figure out what the fuck I'm doing in one day, a Sunday, before classes begin. Woo.
I never thought this would happen, but I think Crash might've surplanted American History X as the most powerful movie I've ever seen. Or at least on par.
This weekend a girl asked me about my sexuality, thinking I was gay based solely on my earrings. Granted she's from some dinky dinky dinky hick town in Oregon, but still - I was disappointed. She was a pretty chill girl though.
It just made me wonder if other people make those assumptions, haha... not in SE/NE Portland, hopefully.
If being "driven by a mission from God" is justification enough for Bush to invade a country and kill thousands of innocent people, I'm going to claim that God sent me a text message that said "Kill that cracker" when I cap his ass.