Damn I've Missed You

So anyway. I'm "freaking out" over classes. Kicked ass at Colonial America midterm which I thought I did poorly on when I finished it, but the essay is a bitch. Because I have to like, write, and uh...gosh. Form sentences and can't cuss, or google image anything. For credit anyway.

I wish Jack In The Box would get all Americana themed and roll out a new sandwich, and call it the Nathaniel Junior Bacon Cheeseburger. Rename the french fries Rebel Fries which you dip in Injun blood, not ketchup.

Where do I send my resume.