RyouConcord

I've hit one of those junctures that your average unemployed asshole's at.  This should be a familiar juncture for anybody surfing out that blasé thrill of Spring/Winter/Whatever break, even before you had a job.  Where, because you stayed up later and later, you started waking up at 11am, 12pm, 1pm, and then eventually 3pm, 4pm... So I'm doing what any self-respecting unemployed asshole does when he's reamed himself for being a slouch; I am "resetting my clock" to lull the stinging feeling in the side of my conscience back to its dormant state.  Especially with class Tuesday.  Not like it matters.  I only have one class until the summe

The list of colloquialisms in stand-up comedy seems to stretch on infinitely.  The douchebag pantomime, self-loather, Captain Obvious, and politically challenged are fantastic examples of the routines I hate.  Jesting at one's own ethnicity is a popular motif among 'minority' comedians.  Of the broad majority of stand-up themes I detest, this one is unarguably my least favourite.  This insipid flavour of comedian is characterized by the predictable quips they summon from their vast arsenal of ethnic stereotypes.  And they never fail to entertain the masses. This humor usually takes the following forms: "Look at me!  I'm black/asian/mexican/