I am (sometimes)

So, Sam and Jessica convinced me to take a class from the prof. named Dumas. He has to be one of the best adults (ie, older than me) ever. Last Friday he talked about how upset he'd be if his daughter weren't a gifted student. Today he told a little story about his friend. This guy had been cheating on his wife for four years, and was debating telling her. He told her, she had been cheating on him for ten years, then moved away and took his kid. The moral of the story was that Dumas "loves it when evil and stupidity are rewarded with pain and suffering." Fuckin' sweet.

Just when I was about to declare this dead and gone, I feel like I have to say something. I think I'm going to give up on actually trying to do long, "quality" posts, and just go for quantity here. So here goes.