Look, the point is, it's been way too long and my Xanga was feeling sad and neglected. So here goes. Ummm... in no order at all... I've been frequenting Hiram again, and I must say it's been quite the good time. Out of nowhere Hiram got cool. Did you know? 'Cause it was a surprise to me. So that's been consuming a bit of my time. I'll probably end up there for the spring semester at least. I'll probably transfer afterwards, but at least it puts me back in school, which is good. A plus of all this time off is my graduation year is now 2010, which is a waaay cooler number than 2009. I started working at Domino's Pizza (the delivery experts, thanks). Remember way back when, in the Tractor Supply days? When I said a job just couldn't get any easier? Apparently I lied. Because this is by far the sweetest job ever. Lemme give you the skinny. I show up anywhere between 20 minutes and 7 hours late with absolutely no consequence. Whenever I actually happen to get there, there's usually nothing going on. Maybe I'll take a few deliveries, maybe not. It's not really a big deal. Then I make whatever treat I'm craving at the time and watch movies for the remainder of my work day. Did I mention the managers are Pakistani? This is important. They came to the good ol' U.S. of A. last year, and the first place they worked was in a slum in New Jersey. So they were taught English by a group of rowdy black guys. So my average work day is filled with Pakistanis yelling in their finest gangsta voices: "sheeeyit, nigga," "wassup, yo?" and "oh, he's a m*tha-f*ckin' *sshole." It's priceless. Sooo... police need to disappear, or something. I've been pulled over 4 times in the past week, resulting in three verbal warnings and one ticket. Apparently, the Highway State Patrol considers 107 in a 45 "reckless." Ridiculous, right? This new Xanga set-up is weeeird. Not sure I like it yet. I'm not sure what else is going on. I'm sure more will come, but at the moment, I'm missing out on the festivities, and that's lame. Farewell. | 
