It's Begining To Look A Lot Like Finals.....

Well, if it isn't the time of year I truly detest (wait, what time of the year do I not detest)? Finals. The end of the semester when professors enjoy torturing students with mundane tests, acting like we were supposed to learn something during the year. How aweful is that? Ah well, we must comply (or do we?). I find myself up on campus already at 8:30 this morning so I can "study". As you can plainly see, I sure amy studying my eyeballs out (and my typing fingers to boot). I'll get the gumption to study here in a minute when I go put a dollar on my sanddollar to print out the appropriate handouts (the school just enjoys taking all my money from me, however possible). I think I'll be heading home sooner than originally planned. Arrival in Longview wasn't expected until next Friday (so I could be ready for the choose-up on Saturday), but now in light of other events that have come up, I think after my final on Tuesday, barring I have to go to work, I'll be leaving town for a couple of weeks (can probably get some work done at home and get money for it). I'll keep all of you posted.

I got a text message this morning, but I can not read it. My cell phone screen does not work, and therefore I have no idea who sent this message to me (although I think I have an idea, it was probably my sister to tell me the Rangers traded Alfonso Soriano to Washington). But if it wasn't her, and mystery textmessenger-er type person, please let me know by posting here, or giving me a call, since I CAN'T READ WHAT YOU SENT ME!?!?!

As an announcement, streaking through the quad tonite has been cancled due to cold weather. Thank you, that was simply an announcement.

Tony and myself are now on the lookout for a new roommate, and are taking applications. No telling who we'll find to fill the spot, again, any suggestions can be left in the suggestion box. We'll respond like we do with everyone elses suggestions. I'll walk up and kick you in the shin and laugh evily (thats my m.o.). Time for me to "study".

Now its time for everyones favorite game, name the movie I quoted (of course, hardly anyone plays)

Woman... woe-man... whoooa-man. She was a thief, you got to believe, she stole my heart and my cat. Judy, Betty, Josie and those hot Pussycats... they made me horny, on Saturday morn-y... girls of cartoo-ins will leave me in ruins... I want to to be Betty's Barney. Jane... get me off this crazy thing... called love.