What up, fools? Ohh, not too much here, except for the fact that I'm now legally entitled to be a huge jerk to half of the state plus everyone from Oklahoma. You sense my sassiness and holler, "Mr. Powell, explain yourself!" Well, I don't know if living in Austin has finally gotten to me or if it's just a result of eating all of those thermometers, but I'll be a learning man again next semester. Before we get too carried away, I should point that I'll be a part-time, non-degree seeking learning man. No need to start calling me Dr. Powell yet. However, I didn't sharpen those pencils and grease that abacus for nothing; I'm going to learn my freaking butt off.
All of this is to say I'll be a card-carrying UT student in the spring. I do this for two reasons. First, the Mad Libs are no longer keeping my mind sharp; I need something a little harder than those, but less challenging than a Rubik's Cube. Apparently, this is why they invented college. Secondly, I think I'd have some more credibility with my cat if I earned a graduate degree. Right now, I tell her to stop knocking the plants off the windowsill, and she just glares at me and thinks, "Tell it to your undergradate advisor, you sack of crap!" If she thinks I'll scoop up her poop AND put up with an attitude like that, she's got another thing coming.
Also, Rivalry Week showed me something. It's one thing to jockey with with Division III simpletons over the Internet. It's completely different to stalk the parking lot of a Nascar race, looking for an A&M supporter to assault. I just don't think my academic career can be complete without such an experience. And if all of those guys prove to be too big, then I'll just dress Octopussy in maroon and chase her around the house. I'm not too picky here.
Posted by Cody at November 21, 2004 9:04 PM