I made soup tonight after I reffed some soccer because it's real cold out. I put some goldfish in it, and I had a sad realization. Whole grain goldfish are nowhere near as good as the regular stuff. They're not the same crispy wonderful slightly cheesy snack I've grown to love so much. It's way harder and overall a huge disappointment. Good thing I only bought the biggest box they sell in normal grocery stores. Now I get to be disappointed for like 3 days while I stuff my face with letdown after letdown. I mean did you see that little girl's face? Blatantly mocking me. "Oh Drew you want regular godlfish? OOPS, I spilled some all over the floor. Looks like you can't have any of these because it's only OK for little kids like me to eat stuff off the floor. That must be so upsetting for you. I would offer you a tissue but I'm gonna need it to wipe all the cheesy goodness off of my hands and the places my tongue doesn't reach on my face that somehow I'll manage to get food on because I'm a small child and my motor control isn't very good. I still have to build some neural pathways before I'll be able to eat without getting crumbs in my eyebrows." I hate you.
So I have my first A of the semester, 4 days before finals starts. Thank you class for failing our first NMS test miserably so I got a whole bunch of free points that I really didnt need and making it super easy for me to cruise to an A. So far, so good. Doin it and doin it and doin it well.
Also, I was reading the new skateboarder magazine today and there's a section called "who's hot" where they do mini interviews to like 4 up and comers in skateboarding, and one of the questions was "what would you do if you won the lottery?" I started thinking what I would do, and I was pretty disappointed in my imagination. All my answers are really practical, with the exception of the like 3 cool things I would want to do with my hypothetical house (urinal in every bathroom, basement skatepark, hammock floor). And I've been disappointed in my ability to think of something funny for christmas this year (nothing plausible yet). I just have no creativity left I guess. My brain is slowly being stripped of all its glory by being force fed information in lecture 7 hours a day, and on top of that I'm definitely getting some early cold whininess. I would call it depression, but really it's just whininess. STOP IT DREW. YOU'RE BUMMING OUT THE READERS WITH YOUR DEPRESSING JIBBER JABBER. Do you ever wonder what Mr T is like in real life? Me neither.
Well it's just about that time where I'm gonna have to actually start buckling down and studying for finals because I feel guilty not learning all the crap they want me to learn. So I hope it doesn't cut into my blogging, but I can make no guarantees. Most of them will probably be mid-class short sweet nothings whispered into the deep tubes of the internets. So don't be upset with me for not giving you a mental break from your finals, because it takes about 15 times longer for me to write this crap than it does for you to read it. So I will now leave you with a meme, because there's only so many haikus you can write.
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