Sunday, September 18, 2011
"A man child is a male who is over the age of 25, who still lives as though he is a juvenile." According to urban dictionary and my fiancee, this pretty much sums up "My Story". For example. Saturday morning I woke up early so that I could pickup an order I placed a few days prior for some Spawn comic books that were delivered to the comic shop. Afterwards, I walked about eight blocks to Barnes and Noble to retrieve a copy of Paradise Lost for my English 102 class. Quite the difference in reading material, wouldn’t you agree?
I signed up for this class because of the Non Fiction portion of the title. I’ve always loved to read non fiction, more specifically true crime. I’m pretty sure this does not sit well with my fiancee because I’ve amassed quite the collection of books based on serial killers. I think She’s starting to wonder what kinda freak am I marrying? Rest assured to the class and to her, I do not have an ice box full of human bones in my cellar. Its in the attic next to my comic book collection.
Im looking forward to this class for a few reasons. For starters, the material looks highly interesting for the semester. Also, having been away from the classroom for quite some time, my grammar and writing can certainly use a most needed refresher.