Monday, November 10, 2008
I'm sitting here listening to my Torts law professor recount cases in rhyme. I'm not amused. More so, I'm really disgusted with myself because I can't stay awake. It seems the only thing that keeps my forehead from slamming against my keyboard is drinking "las aguas negras del imperialismo yanqui." Coca-Cola, union-busting, organizer-killing, diabetes-inducing evil company. I just gave you $1.50.