Life's a piece of shit, when you look at it.

Above lyric from 'Always Look on the Bright Side of Life' by Monty Python.

No. I'm not in a bad mood. A rather good mood as a matter of fact.

I got cool DVDs tonight.

Okay, let's start from the begining. Went to the Loop with Toni and Erich. We had some time to kill after dinner, so we hurried down to Streetside on Delmar before it closed. There, I picked up 2 DVDs for 15 bucks total. I got Pi -- a lovely sci-fi thriller by Daron Aranofsky. I really encourage viewing this, over and over again. It's a mindfuck on the highest level, but one of the last scenes in the movie will just stick in your mind for so long. Hint : It involves a drill.

The 2nd movie I picked up was the 2 disc special edition of Monty Python "The Meaning of Life", probably my fave Python movie of all of them. And it's a 2 disc special edition. I rule!

We saw Kung Fu Hustle tonight. I thought it was going to be stoopid funny, like Kung Pow was. However, I was quite suprised. Excellent kung fu scenes and while it did have humor, and lots of it, there were serious moments as well. The death scenes were really cool too. See this when it comes to Keller.

Well, I took a final on monday. This was the hardest fucking final I have ever taken in my entire life. I'm a smart chick, and I wanted to cry this was so hard. I studied my butt off for this final and I just sat there and stared at it for 5 minutes after we were told to start, trying to take in just exactly how hard it was. It was so hard I wanted to leave class, go to the nearest gun store, buy a gun, and blow my brains out, hard. My head hurt after I took it.

So I called my professor today. He had the tests graded.

Here's how the conversation went

A=Andrea, Hizzy, etc.
S = Satan, my professor (he truly is an evil evil man)

A = Hi. This is Andrea from your EDU 585 class. I'm calling about my grade. I don't want to know what I got on my test. It was the hardest test I've ever taken. Could you just tell me what I got in the class
S = **laughs devilishly** You got a B in the class.
A = Oh well, in that case, you can go ahead and tell me what I got on the final.
S = **taps his pitchfork on the ground** You got a C on the final.
A = Wow. Cool. Okay, thank you Dr. Satan
S = You have a good summer.

A C. A goddamn motherfucking C. I've never been so friggin' happy to get a C on a test in my entire life. If this was any other class, I think I'd cry if I got a C on a final, but because it was Hell 101, I'm extatic about the C. My 4.0 is shot, thanks to the B in the class, but I wasn't even expecting that, since I thought I bombed the final. Oh well, I still have at least a 3.5, probably closer to 3.7 or 3.8. Thank you Dr. Satan, for making my day.

I think that's it. I gotta go to work in the morning. Fuck work. And then I have a Scarlet Whore concert in the evening. The life of a Hizzy is never dull, believe me.

@Nix -- Sorry I missed your call. I was in the movie. Tried to call back, but there was no answer. Just gimmie a call tomorrow. Love you.

I leave you all, especially Beaver with a quote from a wise man, Mr. Alice Cooper.

"School's out for summer. School's out forever. School's been blown to pieces."

I have a sudden craving for Twizzlers,
HIZZY