WE ARE BUT MEN.... ROCK!!!!
the things i can see from my desk:
the christmas lights of the 5th and 7th floor balconies accross from ours (a little early ladies?)
dried rotton fruit sitting on our own balcony
the reflection of jeff, already asleep for almost 3 hours (on a friday night)
the large duct-tape letters spelling out VIP on the wall
a guy running around the bowl wearing nothing but shorts and transluscent pink fairie wings
i think he has a mohawk too
people smoking a bowl on the fourth floor lounge accross from ours (you're back lit fellas)
the boxing match going on in the bowl (currently between two girls)
the overwhelming (and, in my opinion, impressive) mess that is the floor of our room
kids shouting yankee's suck from the 7th balcony at Field
so ryan went home, mike's in southwest and jeff's asleep, meaning there's very little to do here in dickinson 434. Livejournal, Facebook, Hotmail, UMail, Soccernet, MLSnet, and MSN Entertainment Gossip have already been checked at least four times. Can't play guitar or watch tv or listen to music, can't fall asleep. i feel like i'd be letting people down if i did hw on a friday night, so here i am "updating" (the quotation marks because this a lame update)
quick poll:
what should we do to ryan's stuff while he's gone?
move his bed (fully made) out to the balcony?
cover his desk and drawers with empty beer cans?
turn his dresser around so he can't open it?
hang all his clothes off the balcony?
all four?
other suggestions?
http://community.webshots.com/user/rockstonic418
ryan's pics. if you ever come to visit, ask for the re-enactment of mike's bedtime story, some of which you can see in the pictures. it also gives you some idea of the mess that is our floor.
well that's it for now, hopefully i'll be more inspired for the next one.
"For now, rest well and dream of large women"
the christmas lights of the 5th and 7th floor balconies accross from ours (a little early ladies?)
dried rotton fruit sitting on our own balcony
the reflection of jeff, already asleep for almost 3 hours (on a friday night)
the large duct-tape letters spelling out VIP on the wall
a guy running around the bowl wearing nothing but shorts and transluscent pink fairie wings
i think he has a mohawk too
people smoking a bowl on the fourth floor lounge accross from ours (you're back lit fellas)
the boxing match going on in the bowl (currently between two girls)
the overwhelming (and, in my opinion, impressive) mess that is the floor of our room
kids shouting yankee's suck from the 7th balcony at Field
so ryan went home, mike's in southwest and jeff's asleep, meaning there's very little to do here in dickinson 434. Livejournal, Facebook, Hotmail, UMail, Soccernet, MLSnet, and MSN Entertainment Gossip have already been checked at least four times. Can't play guitar or watch tv or listen to music, can't fall asleep. i feel like i'd be letting people down if i did hw on a friday night, so here i am "updating" (the quotation marks because this a lame update)
quick poll:
what should we do to ryan's stuff while he's gone?
move his bed (fully made) out to the balcony?
cover his desk and drawers with empty beer cans?
turn his dresser around so he can't open it?
hang all his clothes off the balcony?
all four?
other suggestions?
http://community.webshots.com/user/rockstonic418
ryan's pics. if you ever come to visit, ask for the re-enactment of mike's bedtime story, some of which you can see in the pictures. it also gives you some idea of the mess that is our floor.
well that's it for now, hopefully i'll be more inspired for the next one.
"For now, rest well and dream of large women"