it’s 1:24 in the morning, and i’m 2/3rds, wait, NAY, 25/36th of the way through writing a script for a documentary i’m getting progressively less interested in completing.

i kinda feel like this

and that is me trying to suffocate american university to death with my claws of fury, cuz this place blows… hard.

their dining hall costs 15 bux a meal. but me and my friend greg figure if we go in with a duffel bag full of tupperware, we can get out 15 dollars worth. so we fill up our shit, and this southern bitch who looked like a walking banana split came and yelled at us, and made us throw it away.

so in the end, i paid 15 bux for some tater tots and to dirty up my tupperware.

and the food tasted like i imagine how this would taste

but i didn’t want to leave empty handed, so i took the first thing i could find, which was this basket of napkins.

take that, american university.