Because some things must be blogged about

Hey guys.

I didn't plan on blogging today. I really didn't. This is due mainly to the fact that I needed to write a 1,600+ word paper about some really old Greek dudes. I started yesterday and its due at 9:30AM.

Also, I got about 4 hours of sleep two nights ago, and only six hours last night.

But, then something happened. Or rather, it happened a while ago but I only just saw it today.

Sub note for all you anti-facebook people: It is a very good device for finding new ways for you to give up on humanity/the education system. Take your pick.

Naturally, I have found something that makes me want to just decide that our race isn't really worth the space it takes up on planet earth. Kinda like that painting you bought, that seemed like a really good idea at the time, but the more you look at it, the more you realize that it really doesn't look like a dog, it looks like a bunch of squiggles.

Or all those CD's you own of early punk. Great idea at the time, now just waisting space because your ears refuse to continue to take a beating.

Or all those VCR cassettes you still have lying around. I think I've made my point.

But why? What has caused me to fall so low, and truly believe that perhaps humanity is destined for its cultural nadir on 2:30 of a Friday afternoon, as predicted by the Onion? (only source of news that has covered how well our children are prepared for the zombie apocalypse, and hence the only source of news I'll trust)

This

What? Was this guy watching way to much Austin Powers or something? I mean, what the hell was he even thinking? Was he thinking? Do numbers beyond 100 hold any significance for this man? Was it a prank?

Prank get ruled out, as this is not his first suit for a stupid amount of money. This leaves me with a devastated hole on the inside.

A hole nothing can fill.

Except for you to read my posts. That always makes me happy.