The Slow and Steady Disappearance of Homework

Thankfully, the homework that gets assigned on a regular basis at school is becoming less and less frequent. Homework sucks, so this is good news.

Now, I will talk about Dr. Pepper. I used to hate it. When I was a gullible, young, naiive little boy, I could've sworn that I could actually taste pepper in Dr. Pepper. But then again, when I was little boy, I couldn't tell the difference between pepper and salt, so I was probably just imagining this at the time. But over the last month or two, I slowly grown to like Dr. Pepper. Tonight, I had McDonald's. Whenver I go to McDonald's, I ALWAYS have Coca-Cola. Tonight, I had Dr. Pepper. Its the beginning of a new age. That previous sentence was a direct quote from "Talladega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby." Its right after the grandma slaps the little boys. Anyway, I now love Dr. Pepper, and I encourage my blog readers to give Dr. Pepper a try.

It is my displeasure to inform you that one of my friend's from school has been diagnosed with Swine Flu. Several others are missing from class, and they probably have it too. But what really sucks is that the kid who got H1N1 is supposed to be having his birthday party this weekend! If he doesn't have it, I'll be depressed. I do not blog happily when I'm depressed. And you can count on that!

Color Me Gone,

Zach