hurrah! i got accepted into college! yea for my shitty 2.95 g.p.a and previous b.a. (i'm pretty sure it's the other degree that shooed me in). off to play with lovely guts and bones and scalpels and, and, and.... whoo! i'm sooooo excited. but it's in deliverance-ville. eeekkk..... not only do i even in the slightest resemble a snake handler but i'm totally freaked out by them. i know they're out there. i just know it. this is them. they are roaming the mountains waiting to go creepy x-files style (a la in-vitro snake fertilization) on unsuspecting females:



people that buy $200 worth of whipped cream chargers are meant to be retarded. let's just face it. there's no helping those that huff the hippie crack. let them waste their money. however, it's better to have whippet-heads in the store than meth-heads. or those people that buy the little glass vials with plastic roses in them. selling those would just be too similar to working at a gas station. no me gusta. i am not demeaning myself to gas attendant status. here's a more positive way of thinking about whippets:



i read the first lemony snicket book yesterday. loved it! cute writing style. all children should read that book; they might not be worthless little poopbots for the remainder of their meaningless existence. "all unattended children will be given free espresso and a kitten." bought another interesting looking "history" book titled "noah's flood: the new scientific discoveries about the event that changed history". uh-hun. legitimate scientists believe that there was a massive flood that covered the entire planet during the time close to when man first popped onto this planet and that one dude built a giant wooden boat which was demanded by a single gender-specific deity, filled it with two of every animal on earth, and somehow managed to survive for 40 days. riiiight. should be an insightful read.