I'm not dead!
Even better! I got an apartment and my cable modem hasn't arrived in the mail yet! At the moment I'm stuck at a really crappy public computer at the community college while I attempt to jump absurd hurdles just to take two classes in the spring semester to transfer back to my four-year college.
I don't see why I have to prove what classes I've taken at Oakland. All I want to do is take the introductory german class and maybe a writing workshop, if they even have anything like that. Figures the only lady that can wave the placement tests is on lunch for like two hours when I come in.
Furthermore! I may have destroyed my friendship with someone in the process (of moving, not of getting a cable modem mailed or registering for classes), but at least I'm responsible for my own shit now.
Hopefully I'll have a more stable internet connection by the end of the weekend. Later folks.
I don't see why I have to prove what classes I've taken at Oakland. All I want to do is take the introductory german class and maybe a writing workshop, if they even have anything like that. Figures the only lady that can wave the placement tests is on lunch for like two hours when I come in.
Furthermore! I may have destroyed my friendship with someone in the process (of moving, not of getting a cable modem mailed or registering for classes), but at least I'm responsible for my own shit now.
Hopefully I'll have a more stable internet connection by the end of the weekend. Later folks.
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He had so much potential. *sob*
*is that guy*
God help us, God help us all.
http://kevan.org/brain.cgi?Hamelin
But that pretty much does define a zombie's character. Except for George Romero zombies, who don't eat brains any more than other body parts.
And the RotLD zombies could run, so they were weird to begin with.
For now.
Still no internet at the apartment yet, I'm at my grandma's on dialup.
Also: Running is for chumps.
"Well, now he's dead..."
And just because I feel like it:
http://kevan.org/brain.cgi?MrCheeze
*grabs a cricket bat*