that's the naseous sound that i make at my skool's bookstore.


"139.99 plus taxes?!!
good lawwwd that's alotta money!
you gots to be a stupid-ass-muthafucka to buy dat shit!"

my thoughts exactly as i was about to purchase my final required textbook for the term. i mean i thought last year's sport psych book at 120 bucks was harsh..but 139.99 without tax?!?!?!..wow, theyre really doing psychological experimenting on me huh?

anyhow, i didn't buy it. why? cause i was misinformed and only armed with 120 duccets in my jeans. shit.

but really, 140 bucks. the pope or Jesus Christ better have written that book on athletic injuries!! furthermore, the pages better be gold-leafed.

that's that. tomorrow, i shall cop it, no matter how painful the purchase is.

p.s. there are no used ones available..it's the 11th new and improved edition. stupid cocks who make textbooks...youre going to the place that ends with 2 double hockey sticks for your dirty work.

to make my day better, when i got home, i had the intention of making myself a nice big sandwich...you know, some cheese, pastrami..roast beef..turkey...lettuce tomatoes etc. etc. little did i know that, after taking out all the required ingredients for my lunch of desire,
THERE WAS NO FUCKING BREAD!!

grrrrrr

again..is someone playing a practical joke on me? who's testing me???

it's all good though. i take these things lightly. have a good one folks.

and wow, people really do come around and read this.

this means YOU, pat.
peace out.