What's with plastic packaging that requires the jaws of life to open up? You what I'm talking about, the kind where you wish you could just maul the sadistic bastid that designed the packaging, it's such a pain.

I just realized I am really quite naive. I've been told this, but it's really true. I really have learned about a lot from the conversations that take place in my dorm room and in band. Why does everyone and their cousin have fake id's anyway? And what is so great about frat parties and smoking and HOW can ppl just randomly hook up? It is all beyond me...

Apples are amazing. Yum. ::slurp::