I tell you what...
I've never been a blogger, a "live-journalist", a "my spacer", a whatever the hell else... I dont even use IM. I don't know how this will go or what I will say. In general, I am a sarcastic, cynical, bitter, aged beyond my years (its not the age; its the milage...) law student, and I have lots of nasty things to say and no one to listen. So... ta-da. I created this thing to act as a depository of all those cut-downs, quips, and mean observations that I store up all day long. You never know... maybe I'll be able to put them all together and come up with a sitcom about me and my three closest whiny, loser friends. First, I will have to get some loser friends. The sitcom would be boring if it was just me sitting in a coffee shop (a diner, people... I am not hip enough to hang out in coffee "houses"...) making fun of people as they walk by. Or I could sell the whole thing to Sarah Silverman and she could do something with it.
That's enough. I should listen to my con law professor, if for no other reason than he is also sarcastic and cynical and makes fun of us at every turn. Plus, he is super freakin hot and I want to make his knees buckle with my tongue. Did I say that outloud? God, fucking law school (in the figurative use of the phrase) would be easier if we could drink in class...
Oh wow... the hotass just said we don't want to be caught with our pants down in tomorrow's class (he was warning us to do the readings). Oh I could do so fucking much with that comment. Jesus Mary and Joseph... it would be fun to play a game of catch each other with our pants down with this guy.
That's enough. I should listen to my con law professor, if for no other reason than he is also sarcastic and cynical and makes fun of us at every turn. Plus, he is super freakin hot and I want to make his knees buckle with my tongue. Did I say that outloud? God, fucking law school (in the figurative use of the phrase) would be easier if we could drink in class...
Oh wow... the hotass just said we don't want to be caught with our pants down in tomorrow's class (he was warning us to do the readings). Oh I could do so fucking much with that comment. Jesus Mary and Joseph... it would be fun to play a game of catch each other with our pants down with this guy.
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welcome to the blogosphere... carry on...
It's an epidemic of Stockholm syndrome.
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