So! I'm getting into the routine. Of things. My sweaty, bloody bruises are healing. The things I'm most worried about are: what if my papers suck, AND, what if my presentation sucks? I guess the worst that can happen is that they suck, and I fix it or do it over again, right? I feel the best I have about grad school so far. I don't feel like hanging up the towel like I did a few weeks ago... It's just a big sacrifice, that's all.
But more importantly, beer rulez. Too bad it's so delicious. I wish there was a type of beer that had negative calories, and, when you drank it, it was like doing 150 sit-ups, but it got you drunk as crap. With 40% alcohol, but it tastes like 5%. So pretty much the more you get wasted, the more awesome your abs are.
Also, this fantasy beer would have a chemical that made you stay hydrated, so you didn't drink water like some sort of thirsty jerk the next day. I drank a bunch of beer last Saturday night, and I still haven't peed. So creepy. Anyway, the fantasy beer (or FB, for short) would have anti-diuretical properties as well, so you wouldn't have to pee all of the time when you drank it. Also, it would make it so you didn't think of stupid things to say to people you've never met. AND, it would make your hair look good. And every case would come with a free jet-pack. Duuuuuh. I will call this beer "Cory Alan's Lincoln-Lag(er)." Tagline = "Build yourself a cabin with Lincoln Lagers! A CABIN THAT'S FUCKING WASTED!"
Right!!?
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