Well, my life has finally gotten a tiny bit interesting. School, of course, has been a semi-major change. My Phil 106 prof claims to be married, with a kid, but he acts like he's not. Talking about coming to class naked, or in a speedo, or slapping female students "on the ass", or bringing them flowers... not married-man talk. Kind of creepy, actually, considering he's eww. Not much else to talk about on campus. It's really boring, which I suppose is better. More conducive to studying.
Plus, I've met myself from the future, on the internet. I'm talking to a woman, who's me from 10 years in the future, I've decided. I haven't told her this, don't want to freak her out.
OK, when I said a tiny bit, I meant more microscopically miniscule. At least I have Brad to ogle and giggle about.... *sigh* That's all for now, folks.
BTW, I'm getting really sick of "Dry Your Eyes". They play it every second song! Too much! And they aren't really good at fuzzing out the swears. It's more like, "I'm not going to fucki** just fuc**** walk away."