I Refuse To Blog Tomorrow.

Why? Because a man should not be expected to insult himself on his own birthday.

That's right, I'm turning 33, the old cantankerous bastard is getting a little bit older. And crustier, as if that was possible.

So how am I celebrating, you ask? By not blogging, on my usual Wednesday spot. Terrible, I know, to make all 4 of you suffer through a day without my usual antics.

Anyways, some updates: minus the bike helmet, I've experienced no crashes. I mean none. It's like a fucking curse to wear a bike helmet. Crash every other week, if not more frequently. Ditching that albatross was probably my best move of the year. Of course, I've had a lot of bad moves this year (just ask my ex-lover), so making it the best wasn't like a highly competitive field. I might revisit this analysis if I do well on my LSATs...

...but I've found my critical shortcoming in the LSATs: logic games. I'm too slow at them. Scary, huh? For a highly analytical guy, I should be able to take care of them in no time. Sequencing I find easy. Grouping is like a foreign language, and leads to endless confusion. I hate grouping. It's like hanging out in a bar - there's a lot of fucking noise, and I just want to leave. With grouping logic games, same thing, but I know I have to stay and finish the game. It's terrible. Sequencing I can get at 100%, but I'm slow. Grouping I manage 80% and I'm really slow.

Which means my next flight out to California is going to be 6 hours of logic games on a plane (kinda like that Samuel Jackson movie, but without the snakes. I'm pretty sure I'll be saying motherfuckin' a lot more than him).

When's that? Day after tomorrow, that's when. Califor-neye-aye, here I come (again)!

Happy birthday to me! Goddamnit. And you'd better believe that if Sudwerk's doesn't have their infamously good doppelboch, I'm going to read them the riot act, and gets to some serious protesting!