Car trouble

Great. I've finally almost completely paid off my car, and it looks like it's been stripped for parts. I mean seriously, I've been pouring $210 a month into this thing for the past four years of my life, and only now, with the end in sight, does it decide to fall apart. At least it's lasted a long time. I would advise you to buy a Saturn. They're pretty cost effective and they keep up really well. Mine's a 1996, so it's about to be eight years old this year, and it still runs beautifully. Go to the Saturn Web site to check them out. Those Ions look pretty sweet, and they can get up to at least 110 mph. Trust me on that one.

Well anyway, I don't have much to say right now, because it's pouring out and work is boring. Guess I'll actually have to work on that Accounting correspondence course for the first time since August. I love how they give me 9 months to complete it, and I can apply for a 3 month extension for $35 more and make it a full year. How sweet is that? If I were to take it at school, I'd have to do it in one three month semester. Cheating the system is fun!

Spring break woes

Another day, another dollar. Man, working all week really sucks. At least I have something to look forward to for 55 years after I graduate college.

Like I said in my last post, it's spring break and I'm lapping up the sun (translation: avoiding the spot thunderstorms which can and frequently do break out only above me) and working my butt off. It's not fun, but it's money, and Lord knows I could use some more of that.

NCAA REPORT: My brackets are thoroughly and completely fucked. If they were any more fucked, they'd be a featured adult entertainer. Also, fuck the entire state of Alabama. C'mon people, you give us racism and segregation and then go on to knock off not one but two No. 1 seeds? Christ on a cracker! I didn't have Stanford winning it all but I damn sure didn't have Kentucky going out in the SECOND ROUND! You know what this means: once more, those shit-for-brains at kU have an easy chance at getting to the Final Four, which means I have to be subject to another set of shitty-ass T-shirts and douches who wear them with jeans and socks with sandals yelling and spilling beer on me. Fuck.

My 21st birthday is going to happen in 19 days. These will be, certifiably, the longest 19 days of my life thus far. I hate not being 21 while everyone else is. That doesn't mean I just can't drink, it also means I can't be social, since establishments that people around my age go to are only open to non-minors (majors?). What a crock. I can elect the next leader of the free world, introduce tens of thousands of carcinogens into my lungs and bloodstream, and die for the freedom and principles of my country, but because some dumbshits decided to shove a stick up their ass, I can't throw back a beer after a particularly stressful day? This means I could be seriously wounded in the name of my country and not be able to enjoy a frosty beer when I return. What a fucking crock of shit. If the age limits on cigarettes and alcohol were switched, we wouldn't really have a problem would we? You wouldn't see bars not letting minors in because they only wanted people who could smoke. Fuck that shit.

Also, if you like to go to Shattered for the Q106.1 dance party on Fridays and you're a minor, go early and stand around because you might get to the door and have to wait while three douches try for 15 minutes to get in with expired IDs, only to get to the bouncer and have someone come outside and say "sorry, we've reached our 'cap' on minors for the evening. Have a nice time explaining to your friends how they can't do what they planned tonight and then blame you for being too young."

On April 13th, I unleash hell.

Top 'o the Mornin' to Ya

Holy thongs and tan lines, Batman! Spring Break is now officially two days from fruition. In the meantime, Happy Early St. Patrick's Day! Brilliant! Start drinking now, and you might actually get the chance to be legally intoxicated for an ENTIRE 24 hours! Not being sober for a whole day? BRILLIANT!

On a different note, while Spring Break is so close, it also remains so sooo far away. I have at least two tests still to happen this week, as well as a project proposal that will determine the work I do for my final grade in another class. It's like being at a club and getting ready to dance with the hottest girl there, and then being cock-blocked by her douchebag "best friend" of the moment.

Woo-saaaaa. Wooooooo-saaaaaaaaaaa.

So close

One week left till Spring Break. Not that it matters for me, since I'll be working all damn week. But I'm OK with that since I just got an internship in Florida over the summer. Ten weeks in St. Pete's Beach is better to me than one week anywhere else.

I'm about to start the class for which I originally created this Web site -- J350G: New Media Basics. It's enthralling, to say the least. Although it IS the only class I have where I can get through the entire 50 minutes without sleeping. Maybe that's because I have the Internet goodness here. That's a nice thing.

Happy Monday.

Holy crap -- I'm on the Internet!

OK, I'm still learning HTML code, so bear with me. This is supposed to be my new Web site. It started as a lame J350 page, and I figure since I have the server space, I'm going to use it. So behold the newness that is Niko.

I'd post something else right now, but I don't really feel like it, since it's 3:00 in the morning. I'm distracting myself from Journalism work, so I thought I'd spruce up the place a bit. Anyway, feel free to e-mail me if you like it so far (even though I've only posted once). The address is nikodugan@gmail.com. Catch ya on the flip side.