What in the fuck am I doing here? What kind of sick and twisted life did I fall into that would cause me to spend some of the best hours of my life in a cryptlike room full of cameras, hot lights and fearful politicians debating the guilt or innocence of Richard Milhous Nixon?"
- Hunter S. Thompson, "The Great Shark Hunt"Here you will find a sometime humorous or pensive recounting of my daily life as well as occasionally my thoughts on current events, and whatever I'm reading, watching, or listening to lately. The title, if you haven't figured out, comes from the Hunter S. Thompson quote above and is something you may find me saying if I ever actually end up as a political journalist.
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Just think, in about a month we'll be back at Twain trying to be nice to freshmen and bothering Barry and making fun of the ridiculousness of other people. Hey, maybe it will be sooner if I drive to Mizzou! I heart my sKim!
Posted by: suitemate | July 20, 2005 at 05:07 PM