The time! It burns me!

lba on April 23, 2008

Before I happen to forget: There is an interview of me by Steely Gaze, up for all to see. It was lot of fun to do and I'd like to hope some of you guys will give it a thought yourselves.

I feel the little guys pain. Every time I wake up I look at the clock and groan, irregardless of what time it is ( Even at 2 in the afternoon. ). I'm beginning to fear that by the end of finals, the only notice people will have that I've entered the room is a faint rustling and an odd set of holes in the side of their coffee mugs ( I decided to give up on the quitting coffee deal until after the semester is over. I'd rather not have my brain cease functioning just yet. ). I can think of quite a few ceramics students who will make a killing if that happens. Unfortunately, I myself won't get to be among them. Although, I suppose I could always ask if they'll consider sharing their profits with me as a middle man of sorts. However, I doubt that I'll likely get a chance seeing as how I'm expecting to be unconscious for the next few weeks. Of course, it will look like I'm awake and there, but in reality I have simply mastered the college student art of studying in my dreams. To take the full advantage of the college life, you have to learn to study, do your job and function in your sleep, because it's most likely that while you're awake you're too busy cursing your teachers and hoping they die in a horrible, freak accident when the stack of papers they were grading falls over on top of them. Of course, the fact that they have ten times the amount of work you do shouldn't register in your mind. Because, by God ( Allah, Vishnu or the Great Pumpkin. Take your pick to suit your tastes. ) you didn't come to college to do this studying crap! You came to learn.

Or at least you thought that was what you came for, right up until you found out that you'd be too busy studying. Speaking of which, I have a research paper I should be doing.