Long overdue...or short underdue?
So, quick rundown.
School is easy as raddish soup, which is WAY easier than cake and/or pie. Nothing is even that hard, at all. Top 50% here I come!
That's the last month or so in a nutshell, so we'll move on to this weekend.
Friday: Well, it was school, and then Lucas came over to test a laptop for Molly, or something crazy like that. Then we sat around until Trisha and Megan picked us up. We went to the football game, which was more or less dumb. Afterwards, did some TB and then everybody went home. Bed time was around 3 I believe.
Saturday: Slept till around 11, then just hung around for a few hours. Around 230ish I think, Trisha picked me up and we went to go get a tie for homecoming that would match her dress. Her dress has some crazy shade of turquoise in it that we couldn't find at both Kohl's and Mens Warehouse. Ended up settling for a neutral tie with many shades of gray, quite satisfactory indeed. She dropped me off, and I played some DAoC for a while. At about 8 Trisha came over again, and then Lucas and Jessie came at 9 or so and we all watched Armageddon. Everybody left, played some DAoC until my net cut out, equaling bedtime. 130 maybe? Around there.
Sunday: Got up at 730 and went to work, got off at 2 and was home at 215. Then I decided the best course of action for my sunday was a 3 hour nap. Afterwards, Trisha came over for some dinner and a movie, Clueless, and then she left to drive back to NIU and I found myself debating between another nap or the computer. Clearly, the better choice won. And now i'm here.
Coming Attractions: This is homecoming week, aka retardedness abounds every day in school this week. Homecoming is next weekend, and for those of you that don't already know, or those that were too stupid to infer so from my tie-buying escapade, i'm taking Trisha. Late October/early November, my mom is leaving for two weeks. How fucking awesome.
That's all for now, so until something else urges me to pour my lifes events and political biases onto the intraweb, then that's all she wrote. She meaning he, and he meaning me. Ciao.
School is easy as raddish soup, which is WAY easier than cake and/or pie. Nothing is even that hard, at all. Top 50% here I come!
That's the last month or so in a nutshell, so we'll move on to this weekend.
Friday: Well, it was school, and then Lucas came over to test a laptop for Molly, or something crazy like that. Then we sat around until Trisha and Megan picked us up. We went to the football game, which was more or less dumb. Afterwards, did some TB and then everybody went home. Bed time was around 3 I believe.
Saturday: Slept till around 11, then just hung around for a few hours. Around 230ish I think, Trisha picked me up and we went to go get a tie for homecoming that would match her dress. Her dress has some crazy shade of turquoise in it that we couldn't find at both Kohl's and Mens Warehouse. Ended up settling for a neutral tie with many shades of gray, quite satisfactory indeed. She dropped me off, and I played some DAoC for a while. At about 8 Trisha came over again, and then Lucas and Jessie came at 9 or so and we all watched Armageddon. Everybody left, played some DAoC until my net cut out, equaling bedtime. 130 maybe? Around there.
Sunday: Got up at 730 and went to work, got off at 2 and was home at 215. Then I decided the best course of action for my sunday was a 3 hour nap. Afterwards, Trisha came over for some dinner and a movie, Clueless, and then she left to drive back to NIU and I found myself debating between another nap or the computer. Clearly, the better choice won. And now i'm here.
Coming Attractions: This is homecoming week, aka retardedness abounds every day in school this week. Homecoming is next weekend, and for those of you that don't already know, or those that were too stupid to infer so from my tie-buying escapade, i'm taking Trisha. Late October/early November, my mom is leaving for two weeks. How fucking awesome.
That's all for now, so until something else urges me to pour my lifes events and political biases onto the intraweb, then that's all she wrote. She meaning he, and he meaning me. Ciao.