in accordance with the philipp penka method of organizing a bookshelf

all dennis quaid all the time

I will NOT be blogging about my time working as a bookseller at Barnes & NOble Booksellers

rain the apache cabdriver drove me to the airport this morning, and although i stiffed him with the tip (even after getting an 87.2 in introduction to math i am still no math whiz) the ride was inspirational and gave me cause for a pause: a reflection, my friends. rain went to ut-san antonio, made a lot of money in accountancy, became an alcoholic, and then found his native indian roots and started driving a black-lit cab that plays apache kenny g and has betty boop floor mats. he makes his own schedule. there’s really just so much to live for. like that time last summer when i drove to wadsworth during a convective windstorm. someday i’ll make it to schenectady… and back… anyway semester one real world texas is over. i spent a lot of time in my one-room apartment and some time outside of it.

also a new puppy.

I’m very busy on a cellular level

It is exam week. I have two exams: (1) GRG 301k Weather & Climate Saturday, December 16 7-10 pm. (2) Practical Applications: how to use 2 Ilbs butter before intercession.

Today’s Home Improvement was so enchanting

reCap: wrote a ten-pager on veronica’s dad. except it’s on tree-spiking, not tum-t-tum-tum-tums. who is Your dad? sadly, tomorrow is my last Introduction to Math test. my professor stated that we should all be able to take a ten-minute nap in the middle of the test and still be able to make a perfect score. here’s hoping! it is on mean, median, and mode. school is very challenging. consequently i am very stressed. thankfully i do not have any cholesterol. my mom used to tell me that i did not have any cholesterol whenever i asked what my cholesterol level was, and i still pretty much believe that. honestly, though, just b/c i do not produce human growth hormone probably does not mean that i do not produce cholesterol. well, i guess they’ll find out when they do my autopsy, so sometime in the next 80 years. confidential to jcpm: i jogged pretty hard to cvs only to trip and fall right in front of it, landing on hannah’s loaf of bread in my backpack. then cvs was open until midnight. Where’s heather when you need her?