Friday. It's clearly the best day of the week. Sure, you may not have the whole day off like Saturday or Sunday, but you get the liberating feeling of saying 'FUCK IT! I'MMA RAGE!!!' right after class or work.
This Friday began like many, within the hazy confines of Huskie's Pizza in the wee hours of the morning. We couldn't resist...just look at that chicken and ranch slice! IT'S MASSIVE.
Fast forward to the actual morning. You know, the one usually filled with some life-changing epiphany that you'd rather sleep for the rest of your life instead of contributing to society with just a hint of shame and regret. That kind of morning.
Anyways, this morning was rather special because it was breakfast time. This was no ordinary breakfast time, this was the ULTIMATE MUNCH SESH (UMS). UMS occurs once every 75 years (like Haley's Comet or a Mark twain being born or dying). Here's a picture of the aftermath (minus me):
Yeah, we just ate all that shit! NBDYeah, it was good as fuck. You jelly? When I was in the middle of that last spoonful of cheerios, we noticed that were running late. Time GTFO and go to Faraday...
Jakies and I walked outside. It was surprisingly warm and sunny out. This was a nice change of pace from being Mother Nature's lap dog for the past 2 months. Seriously, Dekalb gets COLD AS FUCK.
It was about when we got to the fence that I realized I was chill AS FUCK.
The intersection was the same old, same old. People stand awkwardly smoking cigarettes, drinking coffee, and stuff.
Here's about the point where we thought today would be a good day. And it would be...until we saw:
Oh no! The signature wind tunnel! After saying a prayer and taking a shot of bourbon, we pressed forward.
Here we came to the bridge. I have a fear of heights. Luckily, the bridge is only four feet off the ground...
...Unfortunately, that ground is nothing but a deep, watery grave!
Wha?! The parking lot? We're close!
Thar she blows!
We got to class on time =]
Jakies and I walked outside. It was surprisingly warm and sunny out. This was a nice change of pace from being Mother Nature's lap dog for the past 2 months. Seriously, Dekalb gets COLD AS FUCK.
It was about when we got to the fence that I realized I was chill AS FUCK.
The intersection was the same old, same old. People stand awkwardly smoking cigarettes, drinking coffee, and stuff.
Here's about the point where we thought today would be a good day. And it would be...until we saw:
Oh no! The signature wind tunnel! After saying a prayer and taking a shot of bourbon, we pressed forward.
Here we came to the bridge. I have a fear of heights. Luckily, the bridge is only four feet off the ground...
...Unfortunately, that ground is nothing but a deep, watery grave!
Wha?! The parking lot? We're close!
Thar she blows!
We got to class on time =]
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