What I'm Really Learning From College

I don't think I'm breaking any new ground here, but Fridays are Fan-fucking-tastic.

At the paper I work for, our deadline is on Friday afternoon. Which this week meant I had to get up early and watch a (heartbreaking) documentary then condense it to 800 words, brush up on whatever Mos Def is up to, and hammer out a final article on the snowboarding thing I did earlier (see last post). There's really no greater feeling in the world then knowing when you are done for the week... particularly if you can celebrate this occasion over a beer and some wings at Happy Hour.

Here's the intro to the article I wrote on snowboarding. It comes out March 1st.

"One Sunday morning, and by morning I mean 1 o'clock in the afternoon, the entertainment staffers at our humble paper were kicking around ideas for stories that we thought would be, well, entertaining. Eventually someone had the thought that it would be interesting to read an article where we put some poor bastard in extreme situations that he had never been in before and then write about them. Well ladies and gentlemen, my name is Corey Spring, and I am that poor bastard. Welcome to the first in a recurring series where U Weekly tries to get me killed."

Thank God It's Friday.