It's a definite maybe.

I read half of the book of Proverbs last night, and then I went to bed hoping that all of the wisdom and understanding would manifest itself in my mind during my REM sleep. I didn't have any weird dreams, though; I just woke up feeling very nervous and silly. Like usual.

Remember Mike Jones?

I am so glad that it is past tax day. There were so many people calling about their 1098-Ts trying to do last minute taxes last week. It got really annoying. I guess I'm starting my accounting career a little earlier than I thought. Bazinga.

Some day when I'm buying something at the store with my debit card and it says on the screen, "$7.48. Amount okay?" I want to push NO and see what happens. NO! This amount is NOT okay! I want it CHEAPER than that! There would be some raised eyebrows, I think.

Here's a true story:
I was walking by the IT building today where they have all the stupid Apple advertisements and one was all like, "Which Apple product are you?"
And I thought smugly to myself, "The suicidal one- hating every little metal and plastic component of myself."

I have evidence to back up my claims. Keep reading. (as if you wouldn't?)

This morning I got up early to study stat, marketing and configuration (which I only succeeded in my stat endeavors because playing guitar at 9 in the morning was a much more attractive idea. But anyway-). So I pulled out the old rusty iPad, dusted it off a bit, and connect to the Internet.
The goal: to view past homeworks on-line for review.

I hate how Apple thinks it's so much smarter than me. My log in name for the homework place is aj01829@gsu.edu, but Apple thought it was all cute to first, CAPITALIZE the first letter of the e-mail address and secondly, put a SPACE between the a and the j in the e-mail address. If I had wanted it that way, I would've put it in that way.
That's what she said.

So I finally log in, and I'm going to the homework page, and it says I need to disable my pop-up blocker. So I had to go look up how to disable my pop-up blocker since I have a tempermental keyboard on my iPad.
Finally, I get through to the page, and it's about to load, but then it says, "Hey! You can't view this without Adobe Flash! Install now!"
So I did.
Or I tried to.
Then it takes me to this dismal page which informed me that Adobe is not supported by the iPad, iPhone or iTouch.

Shocker.

Therefore, I was unable to review my homework from the comfort of my bed.
So if I do any worse on this test tomorrow in stat, I can blame it on my iPad.
But I'll have my lucky pencil with me, so I should be okay. ;)
And I have other less-sucky computers at my disposal on campus.

This week is pretty busy. Let's see:
Tuesday- meeting that you all don't really care about
Wednesday- doesn't really exist. If this were calculus, it'd be DNE.
Thursday- Accounting Day, also known as the most awkward day of the year! It's going to be like a seahorse trying to give a giraffe a hug. Like- can you even IMAGINE that? I haven't even been to this day before, but I can sense the awkwardness days away. I just have to prepare myself. At least I got out of making a speech. That was a close one.
Friday- volunteer opportunity that you don't really care about and then SAP which you (except you) don't know anything about.

And that's my very uninformative week.

But I'm doing Open Mic night again with Amanda! I like to do obscurer songs that no one really knows about because then if we mess up, the audience won't know it. I also like to invite as many people I know as possible to come so that the applause at the end is wild, and even if people don't think we're that great, the surrounding clapping and cheering will convince them otherwise. It's a business strategy.

I need thread. I might have to hit up Hobby Lobby this weekend to buy some things. Hobby Lobby is one of the few places in Statesboro that doesn't make me want to shoot myself in the face. Everywhere else, there is ALWAYS a screaming child or other unbearable phenomena- like shopping carts.
I HATE SHOPPING CARTS.
Yesterday I HAD to go to Wal Mart to buy things, but I was determined only to buy as much as I could carry. Unfortunately, I had to hold my milk for 20 minutes in line, but that's the price I'm willing to pay for not having a shopping cart on top of the price I'm already paying for groceries.
"Why are shopping carts so terrible?" you might ask.
1. They get you into traffic jams. Turns out the entire city of Statesboro has to buy peanut butter at the EXACT same time as you. Good luck getting through.
2. They have squeaky wheels. And then everybody and their third cousin can hear you coming.
3. They're bulky. And so when you're contemplating what soap you should buy, and someone walks by to contemplate the same thing, you have to like- HEAVE it over to the other side of the aisle, which still won't be enough room no matter how many shampoo bottles and condoms you knock over trying to be courteous.
4. They're unnecessary. Why doesn't Wal Mart have BASKETS like a normal grocery store? Seriously- I don't need to push around a 2 foot by 6 foot by 3 foot metal crate for dental floss, salsa, toothpaste, toilet paper, Draino, and bag of chips. But I can't carry it all. And so I have to get a cart. It's like freaking communism.

But anyway: Hobby Lobby reminds me of being in Warner Robins, and that's a good thing.

Hopefully, I'll get reelected for secretary today. I don't think anyone is running against me, though, so I'll just slide right into my incumbancy. I like it there. It's a warm, soft, eggy place. Like cake batter.

I have no pictures for you today, but I do have a joke:
Q: What happened to the butcher when he backed into his meat grinder?
A: He got a little behind in his work.

It's my sister's birthday.
*recognition and a moment of silence*
My other sister once told me that when you meet a goober, it'll change your life.

I can't wait,
T.T.