Small Talk

So, as you all know, I’ve recently renewed college life at GC&SU, complete with over a week’s worth of classes concluded now. And, of course, with my return to classes, I have also been forced to make attempts at small talk with college students. This has led to another one of my fascinating personal discoveries. I’m horrid at small talk.

Yes, as all of you readers know, essentially any enunciation that I release is gargantuan in nature, but, unfortunately, this doesn’t always fit the bill. Now, while it’s certainly nice that I have most of life’s questions tidily explained, I’m finding it increasingly tragic that the one question I never have an adequate response to is the most oft asked. A question I’m met with on a daily, perhaps hourly, basis. That is, “what’s up?"

Such a simple question, and yet, I’m afraid I’ve yet to respond in the proper manner. It’s starting to gnaw at me a bit. Understand, it is certainly always nice to have a discourse concerning your personal life philosophy handy, and I always do, but there is also a time for silly meaningless chatter, and I worry that I’m currently failing miserably during these times.

The worst part of this whole dilemma is that it concerns a very important matter to all of us: The Goddess Search. I’m beginning to worry that I’ll have a rather horrid time ever properly courting a Goddess without a bit of basic conversational skill, no matter how superficial it seems. Thus, a decision has been made.

I shall spend at least the next week attempting small talk with my fellow college colleagues. During this time, you can rest assured that progress reports will be found inside this diary. One only hopes that by the end of the week, I will have at least found a suitable answer to that ever nagging question concerning what lies above me.