*bonkbonk*
Oct. 7th, 2002 08:58 pmSo many things are annoying me today...particularly women. I really should get myself a rant journal so I can spew out all the warped fantasies I have about women there, and not risk making anyone hate my guts. Because, you know, I would hate my guts if I read that in anyone else's journal.
But I will keep it toned down here. We hope. I should also note I have some new people on board (Hello!), and I wonder what kind of an introduction this is...hmm, oh well.
In English we had another session of the ongoing "Orgasmic Grammar Lecture."
(So called because we have this really horny middle-aged woman in our class who calls everything, "orgasmic," - and someone called the Grammar Lecture that jokingly and it stuck. (She is scary as fuck. Over, out.))
Last class we had a total blast because Richard, our prof, spent almost the entire class telling us the story of the Trojan War, as passed on as myth, and he's a hilarious storyteller. For example, he told us how Paris had to choose between the gifts the goddesses were willing to barter with, and the choices were, "extreme wealth," "eternal wisdom," and...getting laid.
( Getting LAID!...or not )
But I will keep it toned down here. We hope. I should also note I have some new people on board (Hello!), and I wonder what kind of an introduction this is...hmm, oh well.
In English we had another session of the ongoing "Orgasmic Grammar Lecture."
(So called because we have this really horny middle-aged woman in our class who calls everything, "orgasmic," - and someone called the Grammar Lecture that jokingly and it stuck. (She is scary as fuck. Over, out.))
Last class we had a total blast because Richard, our prof, spent almost the entire class telling us the story of the Trojan War, as passed on as myth, and he's a hilarious storyteller. For example, he told us how Paris had to choose between the gifts the goddesses were willing to barter with, and the choices were, "extreme wealth," "eternal wisdom," and...getting laid.