Lacking Humor Today (Oh Well, Go Play With Yourself)

In case you couldn't tell by the title of this blog post, I'm not very funny today. If that turns you off, maybe you should find something better to do and stop the damn whining.

I cannot seem to locate my faithful characters today in class. Instead, I'm going to do a feature of someone new. He really deserves it. There is a guy diagonal from me in a poser sweatshirt..he thinks he is God's gift to earth. Let's just call him Sgt. Douche. Douche for short. He likes to turn around and talk to the girl behind him, about every 4 and a half minutes. He likes to stare at the person he's talking to. He likes to wear his lanyard that says "hot stuff." As far as I can tell there is not a single thing about himself which he doesn't love to bits. Oh god, I just heard him chortle to a terribly obvious Prof. X punchline. I can't talk about Douche anymore. He's too douche-y.

Do you happen to remember the full-length feature film Easy A? From last year? Well, I do. I also remember a line from that movie when Olive is talking to her audience about the irony of the book you're reading in English class paralleling the mental or social aspect of your current life. I'm having a day like that. Today's class topic is all about music and the recording industry as a whole. I find this actually compelling because today was the morning I woke up early to check my tweets and find out if the new Rihanna single was "unlocked" on her Facebook page yet. Lucky for me, I woke up, read the latest @rihanna tweet and it just happened to be the one I was waiting for. Link to the song and all! Waking up to listen to something you're so excited for it kept you from sleeping the night before..now that is PRIME. (In case you're wondering, "why did Austin just say 'prime?'" the answer is because my roommate and his friend say it a lot and, although I made fun of it, it's growing on me).

So far in this blog I've: judged another human being, referenced a snarky chick-flick, revealed my Rihanna/pop music obsession AND used the word "prime" like it was cool. I hope you're not going to stop reading because you just realized I have issues.

If you do stop reading though, let me know so I can give you the Indian burn of a lifetime. Ass.

(Is it just me or was this post total weak-sauce?)

Anyway, here's a link if you care. YOU SHOULD.

http://www.facebook.com/rihanna?sk=app_246539032049610