She was the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen. I'm serious, she was breathtaking. She was exotic, from the Pacific Islands if I remember correctly. Long, soft, black hair, big bulbous brown eyes, and a smile that would lift a cancer patient's spirits. Ah, that smile. It was the first thing I noticed about her and the one thing I'll never forget. But listen to me, going on in the past tense like she's dead. Oh she's very much alive, as you shall see...
I just finished my most boring class, Introduction to Marketing. It's unbelievable how much I loathe that class. I mean, it's common sense really, people buy the things we tell them to as long as we follow the rules. Of course, it didn't help that the professor's knowledge of the material was very limited. Restrained by the bindings of the book, and even within that bundle of paper and paste I'm sure there were concepts he didn't understand. Someday I'll test him on it. But all this is beside the point, let me get on with it.
I'm sitting at a table inside the Marketplace, (that's basically the foodcourt for college kids at my school.) My lunch consists of a pair of moist, manufactured cookies and a 20 oz. Pepsi that I paid $1.25 for. (Don't even get me started on that!) I'm indulging my cerebral cortex in this morning's sports page of the Los Angeles Times. It appears the Denver Demons have won the championship again. I know, I hate all the new names too, but once those lawsuits started coming, first from the ethnic groups through the ACLU, then the animal rights activists with PETA and the ASPCA, then the whole Disney fiasco, ugh. There's almost nothing left. I'm surprised the Christian Coalition hasn't gotten on the bandwagon. Wait, no I'm not, we've always been the "different" ones. Set apart from the world just enough to get made fun of and trampled on. Man, I can't wait for the Big Man to come back. His vengeance is going to be sweeeeet! Not for anyone who experiences it of course. Oh no, only for those of us who escape His wrath will there be any joy at all. But I'm off subject again, and this is not a sermon.
