Final Exams

Studying for final exams.

It's amazing how I could spend an entire Weekend doing nothing when I know there's tonnes to do. Stick an exam in the middle of the next week and all of a sudden my body automatically starts polishing shoes, reorganizing whatever, picking up a novel that I didn't finish. Anything but study.
One thing's good about Final's season though: no more classes. No more being stuffed into a 350 person auditorium full of moronic 18-19 year olds talking to each other in the post-valley-girl-moron-vernacular (ie: "like" I totally "like" forgot to "like" do "like "any homework this semester? OH MY GAHD!! Like, that cute guy from "like" that "like" kegger just "like" totally "like" looked at me!!! ).
Thank god for ipod's. Otherwise loser cruiser transportation would be completely unbearable.
By the way, speaking of bus transport: if you have severe body odour, a suspicious twitch, Teret's syndrome, a severe mental defect, are extremely overweight, an obvious smoker just come in from the rain you'll probably be sitting next to me on the bus sometime or have in the past so Hi to you guys in case you're reading this. Every day's a new adventure.
Went for a run this morning with Smooth. Nothing like hammering through the rainforest on a Sunday morning.
Here's something 2-track sent along yesterday.

Hilarious.