May 23, 2008 05:57
Internet, I'm ashamed of you. Image-searching "robot apocalypse" gives me NOTHING suitably badass. (Ditto for "robot explosion" and "robot explosion" breasts. I promise, these things are being Googled in the name of art.)
Maybe the funniest anecdote I've ever heard (from Howard's roommate, Tim): "So, I was in the library, at one of those cubbies, and I was just about to leave, so I bent over to grab my backpack. When I got back up, I caught a glance through the window, and guess who I saw running by, naked, clutching a purse, his wing-wang flying every which way?"
(If you attend Knox, ask me later who he saw. I promise you'll be pleasantly surprised! As always, by "surpised" I mean "disgusted.")
Spring's most intense thunderstorm is wailing outside the window of the computer lab. All things considered, conditions couldn't be much better.