Flip-Flip-Flip-adelphia

I had a few white russians this evening in a vain attempt to be far more dude. In other news, I couldn't find a way in the thirty seconds that I searched to post a "legal" flipadelphia video on this site as I can't seem to get that chant out of my head. Just google video search it and you'll see where I'm comin' from. That is all.

For no other reason...

..than I like to remember what Muse was before they got all stupid of late, here's a little "Shrinking Universe". Plus, it has to do with edgy zombie flicks and Lord knows I do love me a good zombie flick with some edge to it (first one is waaaay better). Little Crapper has recently gone on record informing all that some of their new stuff is being used in recent Television Advertisments claiming that they be on a slippery slope heading straight for Sucktown. And me...well I'm not so much a fan of their most recent effort. But who am I to judge. I mean...this is coming from a guy who has specific pants that are reserved for dog park use alone.



On that note, more shit to come but about to head out and take the dog hiking. It's darn near fist pumpin' weather today.

Sigh...

I know what you're going to say but I have good reason for a spell of not being around. If anyone stops by this piece that is. Anywho...the past few months have been devoted to my attempt to delve into the world of continuing my education. I took some time to complete my applications for Grad School and to study for the GRE which I took twice. You see, when you have a shitty GPA due to a undergraduate tenure spent boozing like a champ you tend to want to ace the GRE as sort of a way to compensate for said shitty GPA. You see where I'm going with this, or did you get lost in the abbreviations. Go ahead and catch up....I'll wait.

To make a long story short after freezing for a spot during my initial GRE run, I took the test a second time and my score was off.....the hook. So, why the "Sigh" title here in this return to Toastedblog?? Well, I have still yet to hear from my schools and I am growing quite weary of this fact. Every day when Tessie Dog barks like crazy at the mail man I run, I check, and I am disappointed.

Part of me worries that I won't be able to dodge my conduct from my early years but then I just rationalize to myself that I did well on the GRE, I have a kickass personal statement, and a resume of ten years of professional experience that demonstrates that I am ready, willing, and able to take on such a momentous task such as Graduate School. Meanwhile, the other part of me stresses about when I do get in these schools, where will I head??

I don't know. I guess what I am trying to say is that I want the suspense to be over and I just want to be able to begin planning on where the family and myself will be heading in just a few short months. Plus...I have to figure out how I am going to pay for this mess of voluntary education. Does anyone have about $60 Grand just lying around?? No?? That's what I thought.