Bad Mood Crabapple

Another Glorious Thursday!

The sunlight streaks through my broke-as-crap venetian blinds (thanks housing) and UNCW's world of white columns and brick is waiting. I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but I'm I'm not bringing it anything. I'm going to relax today. True, I just got back from one week of constant relaxation at home but it's nearing the end of the semester and I'm feeling a little extra crispy lazy. Sure, I'll probably write up a couple things for class that I've been putting off, but that's it. I'm going to tinker around with my guitar and possibly do some photo graphing. If it's nice I'll go to the beach and realize that I don't really have anything to do there, then leave about 15 minutes later, like I always do.

I love the beach. No really, I do. I know what you're thinking...

"If you love the beach so much why do you leave after only 15 minutes?"

Hmm, well, that is a valid point. Of course you could always hurl this one at me...

"Nathan, if you love the beach so much, why have you been there less than 30 times in all three of your years at UNCW...the BEACH school?"

To which I say, "Hey, let's not get crazy, hypothetical-audience-questioning person. I tend to get upset when people get an attitude like that."

"Oh," You might say, "I'm sorry but what if that just doesn't frighten me that much."

"Then I think you might need a little lesson or two," I say while picking up a crowbar, "maybe you'll understand pretty soon just how much I do love the beach."

"Woah, woah chill man," You might say while cowering like a pansy, "you crazy ese! Just chill!"

And so, once again I intimidate the hypothetical audience consciousness in my own writing. It feels good to be on top!

I'm really glad our teeth don't keep growing like some animals. (Blessing #449,857,890,345.03)