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Hi there.

My name is William Sisskind, and I am a poor college student.

This is a catch-all of the random thinkings and ponderments that I have over the course of the day. There are many. A hojillion, if you will.

I am an expert at many types of cheeses, I remodel old computers to make humans their dirty slaves, and I enjoy sipping monkey picked tea whilst watching the execution of wanted criminals.

I also do this webshow: You should check it out. Sorry, scratch that. You must check it out. Pigeons will peck out your eyes at my command if you don't.

No, I will not date you.

  1. findingsunlight: yerawizardharry: palahniukandchocolate: (via sisteradam) Silly girl, you should have stayed down below. Um, actually, she shouldn’t have. Unlike what Disney tells you, Ariel marries Prince Eric and eventually becomes queen of Hans-Christian-Andersen-Land, and sets the bar for style there for women all over the land. As a side job, she begins a fashion line and fashions dresses called “mermaid tails” due to their likeness to their namesake (save for the whole tail thing.) They become a worldwide hit and sell millions. But of course, no one calls them “mermaid tails” around these parts; only in Hans-Christian-Andersen-Land. And Disneyworld, of course. By the way, I retain copyright laws on the above. Especially the mermaid-tail dresses. Where the hell is Elizabeth Taylor when I need her?

    findingsunlight:

    yerawizardharry:

    palahniukandchocolate:

    (via sisteradam)

    Silly girl, you should have stayed down below.

    Um, actually, she shouldn’t have. Unlike what Disney tells you, Ariel marries Prince Eric and eventually becomes queen of Hans-Christian-Andersen-Land, and sets the bar for style there for women all over the land. As a side job, she begins a fashion line and fashions dresses called “mermaid tails” due to their likeness to their namesake (save for the whole tail thing.) They become a worldwide hit and sell millions. But of course, no one calls them “mermaid tails” around these parts; only in Hans-Christian-Andersen-Land. And Disneyworld, of course.

    By the way, I retain copyright laws on the above. Especially the mermaid-tail dresses. Where the hell is Elizabeth Taylor when I need her?

  2. PLEASE HELP

    The scheduling system at our school is crashing because all 2,000 freshmen are trying to sign up at once.

    I applied for classes yesterday due to my credits. I didn’t get what I wanted, but if my override forms go through I should be able to finagle something out.

    However, my roommate is currently spitting red raging bullets because the system is constantly overloading, meaning it:
    a) logs him out, forcing him to log back in and start everything all over again, or
    b) slaps him with errors and roadblocks, such that he wastes time and loses his spot in a class.

    He’s going to kill someone. My roommate is homicidal. I see the knife. Oh crap. Oh crappity crap.

    Please help.

    (PS: My roommate = every freshman on campus right now.)

    EDIT: Turns out that the system was really just taking its sweet time telling my roommate that he was actually REGISTERED for all of the classes he wanted… so I’m safe for now. Oh technology, you slayyyyyyyyyy me.

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