In my algebra class, there is this nasty, fat, smelly middle aged man who wears Bush/Cheney pins and stickers all over his clothing. He wears this one shirt w/ a pair of flip-flops w/ a giant X through them saying "No flip-flops". On the back of his shirt, it has a pic of Kerry in the 'who wants to be a millionare' hot seat w/ the question "Is that your final answer"...what a dick. I'm glad people like him represent Bush supporters.
I forgot to the online photo storage website where I keep my dig. pictures. I think it started w/ an F. Help...
Kristen called today and we talked about shit while I ate chips and queso. UTSA fucking sucks. I envy everyone who is having a great time in college, b/c I'm sure not. I feel like a fucking loner. Kristen wants Alex and I to drive up for a weekend to A&M and hang out. Anything that gets me out of San Antonio is fine, even if it is College Station.
I have to take a narley dump...laters for now.
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