Welcome to hell, ladies and gentleman. I'll be your server for this evening

So I figured I'd need something to do during the boring classes and all the spare time in between classes, and with an ever-growing percentage of the population getting, ummm... "blogs", I guess they're being called, I thought I'd start one myself.

Check back whenever you're bored. I'll update you on my life for those of you who I don't get to see all that much, give my take on TV, movies, music, games, and the world in general.

Semester 2 of my Business Administration is well under-way, and so far things are looking pretty good. Was lucky enough to get the same classes as my good friends Downtown Diva (also affectionately known as "Double D") and the little skinny chick who dances like a white girl, and whose fist seems to be having a growing love affair with my arm.

I guess I should be greatful that her fist isn't attracted to my head, or I'd probably be brain dead at this point. I'm still not sure why she hits me... maybe she's just angry. Damn upbringing. I blame her parents. I've got a bruise on my shoulder the size of my head (that means it's big).

Now that we both go to school, and both have jobs, I don't get to see her very much, but I get to see my now-attending-post-secondary-eduction girlfriend on Friday. I'm working on getting her a schoolgirl outfit.

Jon Stewart is my Wolf Blitzer.

Myself and Big Sexy have dropped out of the ever-useless "Business Communications" class so we could take it by correspondance. Funny thing about that is, there's probably not two people in the world less qualified to be learning on their own.

My Microeconomics teacher talks like William Shater.

My class also has a goth girl who called a guy in our class hot, then said she thought Brittaney Spears was "attractive from the neck down". Dances-like-a-white-girl says she's "probably into some freaky s*it".

I get to be a supervisor at work again on Saturday. Dance, b*tches, dance. It's payback time.

Whenever I have been able to find time, I've been watching snippets of the Republican National Convention. Good old Arnold Swartzenegger (I didn't feel like looking up the proper spelling, get off my back) said two things that we're noteworthy:
1.) Told the 1.3 million homeless/jobless in America to "stop being economic girlie men"... seriously.
2.) Said that his inspiration for becoming a republican came from watching Richard Nixon on TV. If that don't make a Californian shudder, I don't know what will.

I'll update this on the regular basis of "whenever I feel like it", so stay tuned.

B.A.D

Favourite Song Of The Moment: D12- How Come