What's the speeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeel? As you can probably read, it is Tuesday evening and I'm just kinda chillin in my basement before the big game tonight. I suppose you loyal fans would like to know what I've been up to since I last posted. Well to be honest, I don't want to tell you shit all. What's that? Ok, fine. I'll do it...
So I last left you on Sunday afternoon before I began to study. Well, for most of Sunday evening, I cooked up a cheat sheet and did some readings for my management exam (more on that later). After that, I met up with Sean "Casey Jones" Casey (aka. Sean Acid Funk (Omar calls him this), Swan Facey(made up as I was typing this... and this... and.. you get the point...)) and Josh. We went to our new favorite spot for a shim-dig and then headed over to Mike's place to watch the game/TPB. It was clean. Especially because the intro to TPB was probably one of the funniest ones ever. So much shit got busted up. HAHA. The game was clean too, especially when Mike almost blew up his basement after the Sens won. So that was Sunday.
Monday was a different story. I was tired and slightly stressed for my exam, which took place at 9am. It was a blast. I wrote so much for it, and I knew a lot about what I was writing about, so I think I did pretty good. After that, I got a ride home with Mike Bog-Water (aka. Buckwild Ft. Members of Lagwagon) and read a whole bunch of crap for my english exam which I wrote today (more on that after this commercial break). After I finished some 13-16 readings from various books and handouts, I called Paul and we literally booked it to the LS for some beers so we could watch the hockey game properly. After some drinking, some video games, and some hockey, I realized that I had to go home and sleep because I needed to feed it to the needy that need it. Actually, it was because I had that aforementioned english exam. Of course, I got home around 2:30 and didn't fall asleep for too long, which leads to...
Today! I woke up at 7am and got my shower on, did the b-fast thing, and double-dashed (that was for mike, and other fans) it to the bus stop so I could go write my final 9am exam (my last one of the year is on Thursday at 2) for english. It was pretty clean. Since I read all the readings carefully and payed attention to what they were actually saying, I totally knew my shit today. This fact was why I got arrested. Arrested? Yes, I got booked for the rape of an english exam. My punishment? Beer. And Hockey. Tonight. At Mike D's. It's going to be hard drinking knowing what I did, but hey, who cares. So I guess that brings you up-to-date with me, or maybe me up-to-date with you. Most likely the former. That's it for today.
GO FUCK YOURSELF (this is what GFY means, in case you have a brain disease),
Tony "Look How Important I Am" Important

Quote of the day: "I hope these nails are sharp enough." - Paul.

Song of the day: "Doll Is Mine" - Blonde Redhead

Props: Jimmy.