The SAT cometh!
That’s right. Eight o’ flippin’ clock in the morning. Gosh! *said in Napoleon Dynamite fashion* I’m not too terribly worried about it, though. Except perhaps the essay. I’m not used to writing essays on tests like this. Can you say “unprepared”? Yikes.
But on the flip side of things, Spring Tolo is tomorrow (exactly 12 hours from the start of the demon-spawned SAT). I hope it’ll be better than the last time I went to it. But the fact the theme is “That 70s Show” sort of precludes that. At least they’re not making us wear polyester or leisure suits. Perhaps I’ll go out and buy a “Vote for Pedro” shirt. Nah. That’d be too unoriginal. I think I’ll just go get a shirt with 42 written on it in big letters. Or “Don’t Panic”. Hehe, I need to get a life…
And now back to your regularly scheduled programming…whatever it might be.
