Well... here I am. With nothing to write. So, why am I writing? Maybe something will come out of this. I'm sitting at Coffee Shop watching "The Sopranos" for a class. Yes, I get to watch television for a class. It's snowing outside. Not too pleased about this... it was so sunny the last week.

Anyway, I did not go to school on Monday or Tuesday. Why?
Mostly it had to do with that whole... "me no skool" frame of mind. Instead, I went home and played Red Dead Redemption. This has got to be one of my favorite xbox 360 games aside from Left 4 Dead and Left 4 Dead II. I like games where you can ride around on horses and shoot things. I am already a Grand Theft Auto junky (San Andreas... straight up), so this was just GTA with COWBOYS. HEEEEEELLLLLL yes. I think I chose the perfect week to not go to school for the first couple of days. I don't necessarily have much to do aside from reading. So... I did homework at night, but during the day I was a renegade cowboy badass shooting coyotes, wolves, and wild boars. Fuck em.

Turns out nothing came out of this. There was no sudden epiphany or spout of great intellectual knowledge. Maybe someone can pull a character study on this.