I Do It For The LULZ

There isn't much to say today other than I have a major case of Suckzor going on in my life. At least I got homework for one class, done in another class, all the while making the prof in the first class love me. Don't ask me how I do it, because I couldn't even begin to tell you.

As for hump day, we might as well make this humorous, seeing as how I am extremely grouchy over the fact that my Utah and Colorado friends will be getting snow this week, during the same time that I bask in the puke-initiating dwelling known as my apartment. (It's not the smell, it's the heat. Waking up with your sheets and clothes stuck to you, along with major cotton mouth on account of +75 degree temps in your bedroom is NOT amusing.)

SO ANYWAY-- The point. Let's get to it,

This is not my car. This is not my park-job. But it amused the hell out of me, even though I was frustrated that I had to park further away from classes Tuesday. Shit happens. And then you die.

Besides....

I DID IT FOR THE LULZ.

Until then, I'm still

textually frustrated