Walton, what is best in life? To crush your enemies, and see them driven before you, and to hear the lamenting of their women.

Wal*Mart is so insanely evil. Man, do I love it. And hate it at the same time. I am among an ever expanding generation of people who can’t imagine life without Wal*Mart. I see people in real life and on television who buy things for hundreds of dollars and I think to myself “I could go to Wal*Mart and get that same item cheaper.” One day, I’ll be able to break the chains that bind me to the great crusher of mom-and-pops. But not today.

Today is a school day. I have to go take a quiz in Prob/Stats over material that I cannot even to begin to try to understand. I will just plug numbers into the formulas like Dr. D says to do. I need to go by the bookstore and see if I can get a Mac version of minitab, if not then a big “Piss off, wanker.” to the minitab assignment. My Psychology class is actually meeting today so I have to attend in order to receive the prepackaged powerpoint lecture. At least I don’t have to think about it. Tonight I get to take a test over vitamins and minerals in my Nutrition class. I am surprised by how excited I am about this. It freaks me out a little.

I am still waiting to hear back from the editor concerning the Secret Doctor’s Book. Maybe I will go by her office after Psychology. That sounds like a plan. Then after that it will be Chow Mein time, then maybe I will build my book cradle for sewing the SD’s Book, and cram, I mean, review for my Nutrition test.

When I get home, it is straight into packaging mode for this wholesale order of pacifier clips. Pancake Land does a lot of wholesale business with these things. It is very impressive. And when you see them piled in front of you, kind of intimidating.

Oh, I just remembered, after my Nutrition test I need to go buy groceries. Wal*Mart here I come. More soon. ~SC