Did you tell the brats?

So very very busy. Barely.. enough.. time... to skip class. Yeah, skipped class last night. Been hanging out with a bunch of cool kids the last couple of days. Gonna try to blog tonight. After I recooperate from the 3 mile run last night. Email from Jake:

Why are you ignoring me now? Are you mad? Is it something I said? Can you ever forgive me? See, the thing is, I’ve had a rough time lately and I guess I needed a punching bag. My grandma died. My dog bit me. I’m losing my beautiful straw-colored hair. They cancelled my favorite TV show. I found out I have colon cancer. I lost 9 of my fingers in a boating accident. Someone sent me a virus over AIM. I heard a story in the news where this guy killed a puppy. My bagel was burned this morning. I have more hair on my nipples than I used to. This girl that I was seeing isn’t actually a girl. I failed to win the National Hotdog-Eating Championships. And, to top it all off, I’m not Irish! So, you can see why I was snappy earlier. I’m sorry.