I feel so alone
So I ended up skipping my first class today because I was having lunch with S2, we chatted for a little too long, and I would have had to walk into class 30 minutes late. Now it's not that I actually have that much of an objection to walking into class late, it's just that I am happy to find any excuse possible to skip a class. So instead of going to class, I went to the library computer lab, with the theoretical purpose of finding some class outlines on the Student Senate directory.
Of course, I failed in my initial objective, as I decided that what I really needed was to read ESPN.com for awhile. I started reading Chuck Klosterman's Super Bowl blog. Now Klosterman, who is also a columnist for Esquire, is a funny guy. And his blog is f-ing hilarious.
It's the kind of blog I would write if a.) I were a really funny writer and b.) ESPN.com paid for me to go to the Super Bowl and write several blog entries each day. I swear, I would be a better blogger if I were getting paid.
Unfortunately, I don't think the people around me really appreciated my giggles. I mean, the people who are working in the library computer lab during the first month of the semester are generally pretty big tools. So I started to feel this chill descending as people started looking at me. Oh well. If they want to get their underwear in a bunch because I enjoy what I'm reading....well, that's their problem.
Of course, I failed in my initial objective, as I decided that what I really needed was to read ESPN.com for awhile. I started reading Chuck Klosterman's Super Bowl blog. Now Klosterman, who is also a columnist for Esquire, is a funny guy. And his blog is f-ing hilarious.
It's the kind of blog I would write if a.) I were a really funny writer and b.) ESPN.com paid for me to go to the Super Bowl and write several blog entries each day. I swear, I would be a better blogger if I were getting paid.
Unfortunately, I don't think the people around me really appreciated my giggles. I mean, the people who are working in the library computer lab during the first month of the semester are generally pretty big tools. So I started to feel this chill descending as people started looking at me. Oh well. If they want to get their underwear in a bunch because I enjoy what I'm reading....well, that's their problem.

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