So I'm hanging out here at Kliest before class today, and I have been working on some random art project, you know the kind, the ones that litter the back of your mind with "Oops, I probably should have done that earlier". Anyway, I've finished the four pictures that I had to make and one of the pictures involved this little guy I created. He's nothing special, but for some reason I have only come up with the name "Captain Asshole" (See Right)

see it's these kinds of things that make me not realize what the hell my problem is, you know? like what kinda of perverbial beating my head has taken to make such an awful, awful creation (made out of pictures of computer parts).

on the work front, PEAK SEASON IS HERE! read the flyers at work today. I can tell you not only from experience, but also from sheer unadulterated JOY, that I'm not excited in the very very least. ONE day of work there so far any my feet are crying out to me, "Dave.....Daaaaaaaaaaave NOOOOOOOOOO!". at least that's what I'd imagine them saying. What can brown do for you? Well for one thing it can make you huddle in a corner in the fetal position rocking yourself back and forward telling your self it's gonna be ok. That or..deliver your package with loads and loads of packaging tape on it to try and "hide" the fact that some disgruntled UPS employee drop kicked the bitch.

Maaaaatt Damon.

I miss you: