pet photo update

i went to the cafe again today to check on how the contest was going. as of 2pm today, santos' cup had a whopping total of 14 cents in it. the photo of the kids with the stuffed dog had over $1. it should be noted that i no longer question the validity of this contest. now i know it's bullshit. and i still know that law students are fucking retards. oh yeah, [insert touchy-feely heart warming clause about how all the money goes to charity and that that's the most important thing here].

to add insult to injury, take one guess at who one of the kids in the photo with the stuffed dog is. that's right, it's this douchebag (adam) again. did you enter the pet contest because i didn't hate you enough already for being an anal, whiny, non-spellcheck-using retard? hey, here's an idea. if you want to raise money for charity in a way that you think is funny, maybe you should "do it on your own time, preferrably in person,. . . approprtiately" sent to your charity of choice. it seems to me, if you're going to have the sense of humor of a rape victim 5 minutes after fornication for one thing, you should have it for all. oh right, but we were filling your inbox. crap, my bad.


in other news, it appears that to get my random exam number (read: be allowed to take my finals), i have to complete and return a "presummer survey or interest form" along with my summer address. how about this, career services: instead of asking me what i'm doing, HELP ME GET A FUCKING JOB. i've had numerous appointments with career services this entire school year, and the only thing i got from them was a desire to kill. supposedly, the interest form will "assess your geographic and practice area preferences." ok, so what do i do if i went into the office with them and you were more worthless than a quadriplegic triathlete? where's the survey for that? they should really just put a sign on the door of career services that says "if you want to work to work outside this godawful state, fuck you go away." maybe when i have a job i'll give you a summer address. although, once i leave town, i never want to hear from you again.

finally, still waiting for that good karma to pay off. did i just negate it here? oh, right, karma is bullshit. my bad again.