Sup, mangy supplicants?
School's bustin' my balls, breakin' my back and tearin' me a new asshole. And it's only the second week! UT OH!
Wish I could blog to y'all about all my classes and profs and how cool they all are, but I gotta read. Gotta read the first section, Autumn, of Toni Morrison's The Bluest Eye for my Women As Writers class, and I gotta read Chapter 2 "Early Governance and The Constitutional Framework" of the textbook, Living Democracy, for my American Government class. If I got time I'm gonna start drafting my essay on Joan Didion, but one thing I really shouldn't be doing right neeyow is blogging. So, so so sorry, suckers.
In other Dutch news, I submitted a short piece to Cosmopolitan's Embarrassing Stories section. We'll see if they have the balls to publish it.
And if you're still starving for some DDP writing, then head over to CVLT NATION and check out my review of the new Eagle Twin. Unless you feel like you already envy my life too much.
BONG! SNOOCHIE BOOCHIE NOOCHIES, LOWLY WORMS!
In the meantime . . .
Zero at the bone,