At long last, my time has finally come! I have waited years upon years for this very event, and as it approaches, I feel little apprehension and I grow restless with excitement. I am to leave for college tomorrow, after spending a final week with my family on the golden sands of Lake Michigan. I will charge forth into the unknown and valiantly pit myself against my foes: the evil warlord named “Classes,” and his sadistic henchman, who calls himself “Homework”!
Enough of that. I’ll try to talk normally now. I guess I’m a LITTLE bit nervous for college. That’s probably normal, right? Pretty much everybody in my family has told me stories about their reactions to the nervousness—my grandma has a particularly unfunny one about overeating. I am just starting to realize that my nervousness has manifested itself in only slightly better ways. In the past few weeks, I bought a purple bass guitar (I can already play Sympathy for the Devil!), started reading “The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo” series (it’s fantastic) and decided to help my friend illustrate and write a comicbook (about a man who breaks through the time-space continuum by surviving a black hole. Don’t question, just go with it).
There’s no way in Hades that I will finish any of these projects. Don’t get me wrong, I’m going to take the bass (affectionately dubbed Vera, after a certain gun in “Firefly”) to school, but it will be a while before I’ll replace Flea, from the Chili Peppers. And I can’t even read the second book of the “Tattoo” series, because I don’t have money to buy it. Somebody want to lend it to me? Or could you possibly just type it all out in the comments below? About the comic book—we’ll be lucky if I can get a title page done. We still have to figure out how exactly one can survive a black hole, if special relativity would apply, if a gap in spacetime could possibly be a problem, if Steven Hawking would run us over with his wheelchair, etc. Oh well.
In completely unrelated news, unless you’ve been living in a hole, you’ve heard that Prop 8 was overturned! Not to spark a political turf war or anything, but this made me a very happy ginger.
P.S. If you have been living in a hole, what kind of hole is it? Is it a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, or a dry, bare sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat? Or could it be a hobbit hole?
Ginger’s Song of the Week: I thought this song was fitting. It’s one of those songs that have been covered by far too many people (i.e. “Hallelujah,” “Somewhere Over the Rainbow,” and “Georgia On My Mind”), but this is definitely my favorite version. Janis Joplin is completely amazing. If anyone could survive a black hole, it’s her. Wait a second… did I just solve our Steven Hawking problems?
Are you headed to college this week?
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