first day of classes/ honey pie

the first day of classes at uconn is very interesting now that i am not a freshman. looking down on the fools with their maps and the people who come prepared for an actual class. pa-shaw.

anyway, i had two classes this morning that were mostly uneventful, except for my history course, where my professor profusely reminded the entire class of their own mortality. he asked the class to try and remember their parent's names. easy enough. then, their grandparents and their great grandparents. naturally, people had trouble doing so. this, apparently, teaches us the importance of history by reminding us that even after two generations, our names are forgotten. what a dismal and morbid introduction to a history course. the class redeemed itself by having The Communist Manifesto as a required reading for the class. as a communist, this delights me to no end. the professor may also be a pinko-bastard, which makes this class seem like an easy "A."

fuck it.

also, yesterday was very successful for Hand?. Ren, Anders and myself finished writing the songs that we were working on, and now we only have to polish them for the show on the 4th. we also came up with some names for songs, and some onstage gimmicks that will make us laugh and make the audience confused. thats what we are going for, though. learn well the Hand? motto:
"All Style, No Substance."

thats all for now folks, time to eat 'zzas.
-Jizzy T (your honey pie)