Whee.

[silveradept]

Final exam tomorrow - last one. After that, a few days off before returning to the mini-band camp that will happen before we take off for Pasadena. The Christmas parties should be good - and since the family celebrates it as Christmas, I will too, even if it is closer to Saturnalia.

And I'm cleaning my hard drive out a bit, deleting things that I think I can in the vain effort to gain more disk space. Hopefully after I weed a lot of things out, I'll have some space on my drive again. This is always good.

Think one of the judges in your court system isn't listening to you? Put him up for sale on ebay. You could, of course, try to become a messiah to the people and get things changed that way. You might already have a precedent: The Book of Revelations.

Looking for the Love Shack: Look no more - it's burnt down. Besides, unless the roads get better (like these ones), it might not be worth the trip.

And because one should always drink certain beverages warm... I'll give you something that'll heat liberal cocoa by ire alone - several insane claims about the "homosexual agenda". This simply proves that people come in all shades of intellect and wisdom as well as race, sex, socioeconomic status and the like. Our utopia writers have work cut out for them if they want to try and construct something closer to the ideal.

Yeah, I'm having some boring self-stuff - it's work, study, take exam, go home tomorrow. Not exactly the stuff of adventures. Hell, I'm too boring even for reality television. Doesn't that suck. Oh, yeah, and I've added The Infamous Brad Hicks to my friends list - so if you browse that, you may be accosted by long, worthwhile posts (he just finished up a series on Wicca that basically chides it for being the adolescent religion that it is and hopes that it grows up soon). So, g'night, audience. G'night, Self. Do well on your exam tomorrow, please?