Lots of stuff going on now, what with New Years, the new iPod, and a bunch of Christmas pics on my digital camera that I need to upload. However, I'm going to ignore all of it and ask a question that's plagued me the past few days: does anyone know if there's wifi access in the Las Vegas airport? If there's not, I'm going to have to knock down the door to a showgirl's apartment and commandeer her NetZero connection. I'd do this not so I can catch up on my Anne Geddes message boards, but because I refuse to let my gambling addiction get in the way of my education.
As I mentioned a while back, I'm going back to school part-time this spring at UT as a non-degree seeking student. Right before school starts, I am taking a little trip up to Las Vegas with the Goulash Celebrity Roulette/Alcoholism Team. I'm going on this trip for two reasons: to kibitz with Big Elvis and to TAKE THOSE CASINOS DOWN. (Note: I will not be TAKING THOSE CASINOS DOWN through violence or chicanery, but through the systematic application of crazy ass betting on games I never bothered to learn.) Cutting to the chase, it appears that UT doesn't give a crap about the vacations of its incoming students, as it has me scheduled to register when I'll be in the Vegas airport, waiting to come home. Mark my words, UT, you don't want to anger me before I've even registered; I'll pay my tuition in dog biscuits and show up to class dressed like one of the Country Bears.
Another crappy fact related to registration is the fact that I'm literally the last person in the entire university to register. The way it looks right now, the only class I'll be getting into is Advanced Japanese Grammar, taught in a dungeon at 4 in the morning. I didn't spend 4 years in college to let a bunch of freshmen take my spot in all of the Appreciation of Hot Pockets and Video Games classes. Of course, registration itself will be a moot issue when I pawn my ticket home for another chance at the nickel slots, but I like to think positively.
Posted by Cody at December 30, 2004 6:59 PM