Well this is the opposite of usual...

I'm working on the last of my papers right now... It's 3:04am and I've just reached the maximum we're supposed to reach, and I've gone through 2 of my 4 topics... This would usually be a good thing, but without the other 2 sections the paper will fall somewhat flat. Dammit, I'm not good at editing down papers...

Usually I have to stretch my papers out to fill the required lengths...

My paper is kinda ranty, but it's just me bitching about Catholicism and defending Muslims during the Crusades...

Heres a random "well" thought out (by well - I mean sleep deprived) though ranty and clearly aggressive passage from my paper...

According to some historians Saladin was said to be, “fanatically anti-christian,” like all Islam which seemed to be roused to anger against the organized religious might of Christendom, “but Saladin exceeded on this point. For him the Incarnation, the priesthood, the sacraments, ‘polluted the air.’”(Belloc, pg275) Such radical extremism is barely irreconcilable from pure stupidity. Perhaps what distaste for Christianity and the Crusaders Saladin actually showed had something to do with the fact they had been aggressively invading Muslim lands for over a century!

Man that Belloc guy really pissed me off... Freakin jackass...

Ah... The All-Nighter... We meet again!!

That drawing actually makes sense to some of my friends, which in and of itself can be construed as kind of sad. However, my point in putting it up, is that it is a perfect example of the type of crap, hilarious though it is, that I have been created rather than working on my essays and such.

So here I am at 2:19 am on November 25th hap-hazardly writing an essay on Ancient Hindu Poetry, and what little I know of it. This, and my paper on the misconceptions based on the portrayal of muslims during the crusades, are due on monday, my birthday, November 28th...

Perhaps I should have started them before earlier today, well earlier when today was still today, instead of the tommorow today only those who don't sleep can truly comprehend.

Anywho, I intend to work until this hindu paper is complete so that I don't have to end up writing for 14 hours on my birthday like I did 2 years ago. That was crazy... the dinner, dancing, and alcohol (Cullen I blame you for this last one! - you magnificent bastard) didn't help I'm sure. You know how it is in university...

As I was saying, I intend to get this one done, eventually if I'd stop doing anything I can to avoid it like posting on my blog - heh! Then I'll only need to get one more done, and I'm that much closer to my so-called freedom...

Well as Joe would say, "I'm the viking of physics - just humping the air." So I'll shut up and get back to work...

Next time on my blog: Zombies as the perfect example of communism!!

I will hunt you down and get my taco back one day!!!

I know it was snowing yesterday, but when I walked out the door this morning into a yard of snow I was very displeased. As it's November I was expecting the snow to be gone by today, and with temperatures of a whopping 5-7 degrees estimated for tommorow it will be.

It however, is time for my annual start of winter bitchy rant about why I hate snow...
It's cold...
It's wet...
It's heavy...
It's rife with the plagues of winter...
It's insanely bright - with the ground, sky, and everything the same bright white backdrop that blinds we the light-sensitive so... (Garr - my sheltered eyes!!)

Not to mention taco stealing snow snakes...
Damn you!! I will hunt you down and get my taco back one day!!!

Grayson you'd be so proud...

There I was in my office at the university couseling/chaplains offices - blasting pirate music as I spent two days making one of those large 3 sided poster boards to attract people to the trip to nicaragua...

Pirating out in the Chaplain's office... Grayson, I've come so far...

Well while we're on that subject, I'm now using an image of you and evan, and one of myself to help sell the idea...

I'm standing there saying "I'm going to Nicaragua," and there's an arrow pointing at me saying "this could be you!!"

For some reason this causes you to point in surprise, and Evan is simply terrified/shocked...

Don't expect royalties, biotch...

Guybrush Threepwood - Mighty Pirate

Man the people at the university piss me off... Totally full of themselves, stuck up fools who can't get into the spirit of halloween.

I was one of maybe a dozen people dressed up during the day...
I was dressed as Guybrush Threepwood from the Monkey Island series of computer games...
No one got it, so they thought i was a random pirate...


Sidenote: people were dressed up later in the night... Allow me to illuminate some of these peoples "brilliant" costumes... Slutty-nurse, slutty-cop, slutty-university whore, etc... Sigh...
I hate university students...