chaosmonkey

So this army recruiter guy calls me yesterday at about 10 am. Being the shiftless layabout that I am, I was asleep. My class doesn't start till late, I can afford this one luxury. Army guy talks about a mile a minute, my brain fuzzy and uncomprehending after a late night up on the phone with my sweetie. "You go to IUS, right?" "Uh-huh." "We'll pay for your education, you know." "That's nice. But I'm visually impaired." "Oh, I'm sorry to hear that." Gee, thanks, random army guy. I really need your sympathy. So, if anyone out there wants to be a hired killer, their office is now in the mall.

I don't think I bombed too terribly on my psych test yesterday. I'm not looking forward to my international relations test Thursday, though. Politics make me... something something. Go bored, I guess.

I really need to sleep for a few weeks...