OK, so I’m at least a little bit settled into this next year, at least settled enough to take five minutes out and type some mish-mash-flubbery jib-jab poppycock you people seem to enjoy reading. And this means you, because the only way it wouldn’t include you is if you weren’t reading this which, sadly enough, you obviously are. Sorry. So a brief time line first: I got to Utah last Thursday, the 30th of August. I left my bags in a friends car while staying at different friends’ apartments looking for a place to live. There happens to be a severe shortage of men’s housing available in Provo which is particularly inconvenient as it is just the type of housing I was looking for. I stumbled across a house about a mile from BYU Saturday morning and by pretty much sheer luck was able to get in on that and moved in by Saturday night. Classes started that Tuesday, the 4th of September at which point I created my schedule. I find it much more exciting to build your schedule on the fly, and I ended up getting like the best one ever anyways with an average of 3 classes/day and Fridays completely free. That Tuesday I was particularly excited because I got to go to the first practice of the BYU Rugby team’s tryouts. I’ve never played before but I feel like I can cause some damage even in my smaller form factor. Then on Wednesday morning I broke my foot. Aside from bringing all physical activity to a grinding halt a broked foot also makes biking to school a bit more…impossible. So I’ve just been hitching, eating, studying, and sleeping this past couple days and, to tell the truth, its really not that bad. I never really have to open the doors and when I do I get to go out of my way to look retarded and then everyone around me feels all bad. Really a broken foot is the greatest way to act retarded without having people think your messed up. I get to hop on one foot while smacking myself in the face and trying to bite my elbow and people are like: “Oh, must be the crutches. How sad.” I don’t know why I enjoy that but, apparently, I do. Also, on a side note, I think I very well may have the longest hair of any guy at BYU which makes me feel a little special. So anyways, thats where we are today. There’s like a lot of other little intricacies and day to day mumbo jumbo that I’m leaving out like, for instance, the fact that I’m not technically “in” my English class and very well may not ever get into it despite the three weeks of effort I’ll be putting into it; but besides those things your pretty much up to date on me. Not sure why’d you wanna be up to date on me honestly, but if that’s your thing: stalk away, stalky.
Also, on a side note, the English class is Writing and Rhetoric and so far I’ve learned a ton about writing. I really feel like I’m developing as a writer which is cool because writing is pretty neato. I’ve learned all these rules and things that I am blatantly ignoring in this post and will probably continue to ignore in all future me-based writings. So there’s that.
Anyways, onto the real reason I decided to post tonight: the new PSP. There’s a newly designed PSP that just came out called the PSP Slim and Light which, among being lighter and, obviously, slimmer has several other cool features like TV Output which you can check by clicking the following picture:
The reason I’m telling you about this is because it has been already hacked to bits and pieces. And I want one. Before I go any further, You may feel free to donate money to my PSP Fund by clicking here:
My current PSP (the FAT one) is in rough shape, to put it lightly. One too many drops has caused the already mushy-buttoned yellow-faced device to no longer charge batteries. Sure it will run with a charged batter but plugging it in to the wall does nothing in terms of powering the device. Also, that new PSP is so hot! So what I’m going to do, since, by your active comment posting shows you are so eager to get involved in my life, is to allow YOU to buy ME a new PSP! The best part is this will be a team effort! Team Braxton, if you will. I figure I get about 100-200 unique visitors/month. The new PSP can be found online for as cheap as $176.17 including shipping from reputable sources (that being Buy.com)! What does this mean to you? For a measly $2.00 you can ensure that I will be getting myself a highly needed (for academic purposes only) and deserved (if only for the good looks that I grace humanity with) PSP! All this at almost no cost to you! If your wondering how you can get that money to me its as simple as clicking here:
And if your still not convinced, here’s a hypothetical: Say you are working for $5.00/hour but really hate your job and get fired after 1 hour of working. That leaves you with an extra FOUR DOLLARS after donating one of them to me! Its a win-win situation!
That button, one more time
So to wrap up: I am poor. And starving. But I’m not asking for your pity or even food; I can live without food. All I’m asking for is for you to donate whatever you can to the Braxton’s PSP Paypal fund by clicking on the ‘Donate’ button at the bottom of this post. Anything at all that you can contribute I will only use to buy a PSP and, after that, I will move any extra money to the “Braxton’s living fund” which will be used for things such as housing, books, and, possibly, food. The great part is you don’t even have to be part of PayPal to donate! You can, and are invited to, use any major credit card.
So that’s my life right now. I’m at school, have a broken foot, and am in dire need of a PSP. If I have appealed to nothing else during this post please look into your heart and think about a poor broken-footed college student without a PSP before you decide not to donate. Also, he’s crying.
Braxton