Life sucks...

[BTK]

I hear you.  I wake in the moring ask ask myslef, is life worth living or should I blast myself?

[trogdor]

they offered to give me my own private jet to commute back and forth when i'm needed at main campus to speak with o'connor, who has promised to be my personal advisor if i go, but they say they won't spring for the island. 

i've started having nightmares about it and i rarely get more than 2 hours of sleep a night anymore.  i wake up crying in my 1200 count sheets, and no one's there to comfort me except toby stock. 

[scottyd1982]

Too funny. Some peoples' perspectives on this is so skewed they can't even locate their a-hole.

[BTK]

I hear you.  I wake in the moring ask ask myslef, is life worth living or should I blast myself?

I wake up in the morning and I ask myself, is life worth living or should I blast myself?

[aerynn]

have you guys considered giving your lives to Jesus Christ?

Jesus offered you a scholarship!?!

[trogdor]

me too!  but he told me to demand more money. 

[aerynn]

I heard you can get a stipend from Him, but it is only renewable if you get a certain GPA and the curve is really bad.

[lovelovelovenyc]

have you guys considered giving your lives to Jesus Christ?

Through Jesus, you will find true happiness.

Does Jesus offer unlimited sex and drugs? Would you even want it from him?

Give me a religion where someone like Angelina Jolie is the savior.

She's no match for Jesus!

Coming from a guy with a robot looking at porn as his avatar!    

[cyberrev]

have you guys considered giving your lives to Jesus Christ?

Through Jesus, you will find true happiness.

Does Jesus offer unlimited sex and drugs? Would you even want it from him?

Give me a religion where someone like Angelina Jolie is the savior.

ewwww.  she french kissed her brother

[Manwithaplan]

this about sums it up:

I am a dynamic figure, often seen scaling walls and crushing ice. I have been known to remodel train stations on my lunch breaks, making them more efficient in the area of heat retention. I translate ethnic slurs for Cuban refugees, I write award-winning operas, I manage time efficiently. Occasionally, I tread water for three days in a row.

I woo women with my sensuous and godlike trombone playing, I can pilot bicycles up severe inclines with unflagging speed, and I cook Thirty-Minute Brownies in twenty minutes. I am an expert in stucco, a veteran in love, and an outlaw in Peru.

Using only a hoe and a large glass of water, I once single-handedly defended a small village in the Amazon Basin from a horde of ferocious army ants. I play bluegrass cello, I was scouted by the Mets, I am the subject of numerous documentaries. When I'm bored, I build large suspension bridges in my yard. I enjoy urban hang gliding. On Wednesdays, after school, I repair electrical appliances free of charge.

I am an abstract artist, a concrete analyst, and a ruthless bookie. Critics worldwide swoon over my original line of corduroy evening wear. I don't perspire. I am a private citizen, yet I receive fan mail. I have been caller number nine and have won the weekend passes. Last summer I toured New Jersey with a traveling centrifugal-force demonstration. I bat .400. My deft floral arrangements have earned me fame in international botany circles. Children trust me.

I can hurl tennis rackets at small moving objects with deadly accuracy. I once read Paradise Lost, Moby male private part, and David Copperfield in one day and still had time to refurbish an entire dining room that evening. I know the exact location of every food item in the supermarket. I have performed several covert operations for the CIA. I sleep once a week; when I do sleep, I sleep in a chair. While on vacation in Canada, I successfully negotiated with a group of terrorists who had seized a small bakery. The laws of physics do not apply to me.

I balance, I weave, I dodge, I frolic, and my bills are all paid. On weekends, to let off steam, I participate in full-contact origami. Years ago I discovered the meaning of life but forgot to write it down. I have made extraordinary four course meals using only a mouli and a toaster oven. I breed prizewinning clams. I have won bullfights in San Juan, cliff-diving competitions in Sri Lanka, and spelling bees at the Kremlin. I have played Hamlet, I have performed open-heart surgery, and I have spoken with Elvis.

But I have not yet gone to law school.