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I woke up about fifteen minutes ago and put on Rad Zapping and now I'm just rocking out. I'll be going to school, but not until third hour, though.

I wasn't necessarily so keen on all the things I finally got to do when I turned 18. Sure, now I can smoke at casinos and smoke at strip clubs or whatever it is us 18 year-olds do, but what I was really looking forward to was the free razor from Gillette. They hooked me up with a Mach 3 Turbo, for nothing. For free! It just showed up yesterday in the mail. So I was like, oh wow, this is really neat. So I figure, hey, I gotta use this thing, y'know. So I went to go shave or whatever and I find out that, hell, I don't know how to use such a fancy goddamned razor. I've been handling things pretty well with the one blade on the good old-fashioned yellow Bic, but here I am, with three blades, probably sharper'n shit. That's pretty fucking intimidating. But I figure, y'know, with these newfangled razors it's almost impossible to cut yourself, right? Well, as Bill Cosby might say, "Zip zop, my face is ripped to shreds... All I wanted was a clean shave, not a self sacrifice."

So, go get a hold of "Bill Cosby is a Very Funny Fellow, Right!" and listen to my plight.

I was also ~really~ looking forward to registering for the Selective Service. I mean, Jesus Christ, look at their website... It's hideous!

Peace.
-Todd