Monday Morning Commute: We Can Be Trash Together

Come one, come all, to Monday Morning Commute. Yeah. Yeah! Fucking Yeah!, I’m late. Again. But, like, hey man. I don’t know, I got nothing. General tardiness. Spent yesterday trying to cobble together peer mentors for my Fall semester classes, while admittedly spending most of it playing Uncharted: The Lost Legacy, and watching Monday Night Raw. I’m Trash It’s okay. I’m Trash! It’s okay. I’m Trash!. It’s okay.

Come with me, friends. We can be Trash together.

Even though I’m tardy, even though I’m on vacation before the Fall Semester Gauntlet begins, I got a good amount of shit I’m up to this week. I got a good amount of shit I’m enjoying this week. I got a good amount of fucking shit I’m looking forward to this week.

I shall elaborate on all three of those categories after the beep, the robot vomits into the digi-textual microphone to check for efficacy, and the buzzer sounds.

Then I hope you shall elaborate on your own happenings in the comments section.

This is Monday Morning Commute.

*beep*

*bzzt, vomit, vomit, one-two-one-two, bzzt*

*buzzer sounds*

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Playing (1): Uncharted: The Lost Legacy

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Listening: So much goddamn music by GoST

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Televising: The Defenders, Rick and Morty

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Preparing (1): My Fall syllabi

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Lamenting: The end of Game of Thrones until like fucking 2019

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Cinematizing: Good Time, with Rendar

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Lighting: Yankee Candle’s Farmer’s Market scent

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Preparing (2): For fantasy football. Both in Riff’s league, and a co-managed team with Bateman in another

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Listening: East Coast Remix, by A$AP Ferg

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Playing (2): The Last of Us, upon completion of The Lost Legacy

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Sweating: It!

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That’s it for me, folks. How about you?