| Current mood: | Procrastinating |
| Current music: | They Might Be Giants-'Till My Head Falls Off |
"Maw, I'm mighty tar'd. I need to sleep a spell...."
So, HOW 'BOUT DEM RED SOX, EH?
I can now add that to those awkward silences without feeling like an absolute tool. God, I'm such a fair-weather fan.
You know, if the Sox somehow pull through and win the World Series there will be no school in Massachusetts. Really. Or nobody will attend, because the entire student body and faculty will be rioting in the streets of Boston, weeping openly,half sloshed, beer in hand, shouting things like, "Fuck da Yankees! They ah so queeah!....NO YOU AH! DON'T BE RETAAHDED, SULLY!"
Oh, I can't wait to count myself amongst their ranks.
Now, if they loose, we'll all die. No sarcasm there. The thousands of college students will stage some sort of overthrow of power. It'll be the Boston Massacre version 2.0. (Now with more carnage!)
Why are Pep Rallies mandatory this year? Keuther cannot force school spirit on me. Well, not with his current tactics. If he continues to spout out Jerry Maguire quotes during his motivational speeches then I'll have to organize a coup d'etat, French Revolution style. Leaders will be beheaded, there will be men "without knee britches" (Sans-culottes!) and sinister two-faced Robertspierre look-alikes who dupe an entire merchant class. It'll be a fun time.
Can you tell I miss European History?
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