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Welcome to the wonderful mind of a naked dude. Well, to be perfectly honest, I am not really naked. My roommates would not like that. Well one of them told me that he wouldn't mind me being naked, but he doesn't want me naked around his girlfriend I'm sure, who just so happens to live here now, and one of my other roommates is a lesbian, so naked penises scare her or something. I don't know. But anyways, I doubt any of them will find a way to my blog.

So I say again, welcome to the mind of a dude that wishes he could be naked all of the time.

My boy José

Sorry about the shitty quality, but remember, this was taken with a cell phone.

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Week Two

Well here it is, the second week of school. For some reason today, I have woken up at 6 a.m. God am I tired and I had no hope for going back to sleep, so I figured that I would make a post before Gary gets up and we get to work out.

As I mentioned in my last post, my first class was Comp II. It is a b.s. writing class where I have to write essays on other essays. Well, I just finished my last essay for today's class right before I went to bed last night (around 12:30 a.m.). That article had me so angry. It was about all the school shooting sprees from back in the '97-'98 school year. It did not include the Columbine shooting spree, because it was written before that, but it had all the others. Well anyways, the author John Ellis, had it out for the media (TV and the movies). He was blaming all of those shootings on TV and movies. He was saying that they desensitized children to the point that shooting sprees were fine and that if we didn't do something about the violence in movies and on TV that we might as well give up a civilized society. Like it is 100% the fault of movies and TV for these children to kill other kids. Fuck that guy. Those kids did not do what they did because of movies. They were seriously troubled kids that needed help that they did not receive. Anyways, it angered me. Angered me so badly that every time I would sit down to write my essays over this article, I would get so flustered. Flustered to the point where I was shaking and could not think straight. Why does this article bother me so much? I don't know. Maybe it is just because it was written by a fucking dolt that cannot see the truth and just bends things to fit in his own little and narrow sighted mind. Oh well, its over.

Well it is time to get up. Gary and I have to go lift some weights before we both have to scoot out of here before 8:30. I will try and get another post in today before I have to log into work. That may not happen, but I will promise you this, I will not be another week before posting. I have had a hectic week.

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