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thezAh, The Brak Show. You do me good, baby.
Anyhoo, three finals down, one to go. The two geology finals were a breeze, but I didn't do so well on the anthropology final. No, not at all.
If ever there was a time for me to throw myself down a stairwell, that time is now.
On the bright side, the final doesn't actually count for a large percentage of my overall grade, and before the final I had either an A or a high B. Hopefully the final won't bring me down to a C. Oh dear smite-y gods I hope not.
Where's that stairwell now?
Finals are also a bitch to take when you're getting up to blow your nose every five minutes, and your lungs are burning with hell fire.
So, took two finals and then went todo hard labor work for six and a half hours at the hell hole. After that I met up with Zach and Mike for a leisurely midnight dinner at QuikTrip. Their fountains are the SHIZNIT, man. They have cherry and vanilla flavor add ins for the fountain drinks. ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mko, if you want your vanilla Pepsi, QuikTrip is the place to get it. :D
We sat outside by Mike's car and ate strange convenience store microwavables while Mike read aloud from his George Carlin book for an hour. Good times. I told them of Santa-Satan, as theorized byneherenia and myself. They, of course, wondered why they hadn't seen it sooner.
What is this Santa-Satan I speak of?
Z: I am a minion of... ZATAN!
Relia: Rearrange the letters a little bit and you get.......ZANTA!
Z: ::plotzes:: Dear smitey gods, I think you may have just uncovered the greatest conspiracy of our time!
Relia: GOD I'm good.
Z: I'm afraid. I don't want Satan-Santa coming down my chimney.
Relia: All in RED, you know.
Z: ...and the hat: it hides the horns.
Z: ...and Rudolph's nose glows red with HELL-FIRE!
Relia: And that round old belly, that shakes when he laughs like a bowl full of FIERY HOT LAVA, OH GOD, MY FACE!!! IT BUUUUUURNS!
Z: Eeek! ::douses the Reloo with soothing Holy Water and Aloe Vera::
Relia: That whole "what do you want for christmas" with the making the list and checking it twice, that's so he can get you for GREED.
Relia: And he gives lumps of COAL? Coincidence? I think NOT. You're going to BURN IN HELL.
Z: I was just gonna say that. XDXD
Relia: GOD, we're brilliant.
Z: Why has no one seen this before?? We must alert the world to the danger!
Z: I agree. Brilliant like sword-chucks!
Relia: EXACTLY.
NOW: sleep, sleep, sleep, midnight showing of The Two Towers, study for a few hours, history final at 8am, go see The Two Towers again with different people at 10am. I think my head is going to explode.
Anyhoo, three finals down, one to go. The two geology finals were a breeze, but I didn't do so well on the anthropology final. No, not at all.
If ever there was a time for me to throw myself down a stairwell, that time is now.
On the bright side, the final doesn't actually count for a large percentage of my overall grade, and before the final I had either an A or a high B. Hopefully the final won't bring me down to a C. Oh dear smite-y gods I hope not.
Where's that stairwell now?
Finals are also a bitch to take when you're getting up to blow your nose every five minutes, and your lungs are burning with hell fire.
So, took two finals and then went to
mko, if you want your vanilla Pepsi, QuikTrip is the place to get it. :DWe sat outside by Mike's car and ate strange convenience store microwavables while Mike read aloud from his George Carlin book for an hour. Good times. I told them of Santa-Satan, as theorized by
neherenia and myself. They, of course, wondered why they hadn't seen it sooner.What is this Santa-Satan I speak of?
Z: I am a minion of... ZATAN!
Relia: Rearrange the letters a little bit and you get.......ZANTA!
Z: ::plotzes:: Dear smitey gods, I think you may have just uncovered the greatest conspiracy of our time!
Relia: GOD I'm good.
Z: I'm afraid. I don't want Satan-Santa coming down my chimney.
Relia: All in RED, you know.
Z: ...and the hat: it hides the horns.
Z: ...and Rudolph's nose glows red with HELL-FIRE!
Relia: And that round old belly, that shakes when he laughs like a bowl full of FIERY HOT LAVA, OH GOD, MY FACE!!! IT BUUUUUURNS!
Z: Eeek! ::douses the Reloo with soothing Holy Water and Aloe Vera::
Relia: That whole "what do you want for christmas" with the making the list and checking it twice, that's so he can get you for GREED.
Relia: And he gives lumps of COAL? Coincidence? I think NOT. You're going to BURN IN HELL.
Z: I was just gonna say that. XDXD
Relia: GOD, we're brilliant.
Z: Why has no one seen this before?? We must alert the world to the danger!
Z: I agree. Brilliant like sword-chucks!
Relia: EXACTLY.
NOW: sleep, sleep, sleep, midnight showing of The Two Towers, study for a few hours, history final at 8am, go see The Two Towers again with different people at 10am. I think my head is going to explode.