With each passing day, I grow increasingly apprehensive to procreate, to sire a stem, to bring forth from my loins a seed to carry on my name and dying wishes. This is partly due to my own childhood, which was pockmarked by parental missteps and divorce, but it is also due to my growing cynicism toward the materialist society in which I was raised. Continue reading YOUR KID WILL TOTALLY LOVE THIS.
During the first week of class, the campus bookstores had scarcely any of the books that I needed, so I shopped online for most of my books.
I prefer to use Amazon.com because of their reliability and vast supply of books of all types, but Amazon proved to be a bust this semester, having only a small number of the books I needed and very few of those were used. Thus, I had to broaden my book search to other marketplaces, including textbooks.com and buy.com. Continue reading DO NOT BUY.COM