I'm on reasonably little sleep right now and have to work tonight at a bar that will be retardedly busy thanks to Frosh Week. If I thought it might do any good, and weren't like real lazy and stuff, I'd write a letter to the local university, neigh, to every university in existence, to complain about how ****ty it gets at this time of year for those who do not attend school. Eight hours of drunken retards doing really stupid things and being totally convinced that doing them makes them cool. Such a winning attitude. I figure I'll get bored after an hour and spend the rest of the night trying to pants the kids who get really drunk. If everything goes as planned, there'll be hundreds of kids walking around the bar sans pants, with everyone too drunk to fully grasp their nakedness and consequently do anything about it. Either that, or I'll just die at some point. Both sound pretty good.
