What's Up?

I hate the phrase "What's up?" Every time this phrase is said in passing it's awkward. Let's just face it: Nothing is ever up. Ok? The only acceptable variation of "what's up?" is "WAZZUP!" from this video:

The topic of this post comes from an encounter I had today in which a guy from my biology class last semester passed me on campus and after he said "what's up?" I replied, cooly, "Mmmmmmnothing..." It was awkward.

The video comes from fond childhood memories of my friend Kristen and me saying, "WAZZUP?!" all the time after we saw it.

Stumbling Blocks of Life

The only thing between me sitting by the fire in my home and me sitting in this G-POD is cleaning checks tomorrow.

Blah! Arg! Boff! Gah! Boo!

...and any other obscenities you can think of. (Yes, those are obscenities)

It's actually not that bad. I always sign up to clean our bathroom, of which the size is always a hindrance, except when it comes to cleaning it.

And although we don't have to clean our rooms to pass our cleaning check, it would probably be good if the cleaning check guy could get to our bathroom.

One must cross our bedroom in order to access the bathroom. It's like having a master suite, which is absolutely fantastic in every way, except that the cleaning check guy has to walk through our room to check our bathroom. Therefore there must be at least a pathway...

satanresides@monticello.com

Today I paid my rent. Late. At least it was only one day though, right? As I was filling it out, I glanced at the little line in the bottom left corner of the check. The word for is written below. I continued to write "Satan" on the blank line.

But don't worry, Alexis and I decided it would be best to scribble it out before I begrudgingly handed over my money.

They will never know.

Alexis just said...

"I have the body of an 80-year-old man."

Some People...

...have a problem with celebrating or even breathing a word about Christmas before Thanksgiving. But I am just not one of those people.

I have no problem with celebrating the birth of Christ all year round. And I wouldn't mind if people celebrated my birth all year round either.

So here's a movie:



Admittedly, I realize this has nothing to do with the birth of Christ...

Morning class

I was going to write a blog on how I am always late to my first class, but today I was leaving early so I could take a leisurely walk up the cliffs of insanity and stroll right in to class. Unfortunately, by doing so, I am now leaving for class at 8:54. Which I suppose is still earlier than usual...

I'm tired of school...

I wish I was here instead...