I have a break from October 14th to October 23rd. During this time, my dorm will be closed and essentially vacated unless I apply to stay because of special circumstances. While having no family within 1500 miles constitutes this, I'm thinking of just getting the fuck out of town for awhile. The idea of staying to work excessive hours isn't very ( Read more... )

My milkshake has a tendency to bring the boys to the yard. The overall consensus is that it's better than yours, however if you would like to be taught the ways of my milkshake - I would charge a modest fee.

If you don't understand, you were not meant to.

The results come in a near-perfect parabolic curve. There are no significant outliers, and a random sampling of roughly 200 subjects has yielded the following results ( Read more... )

I left Sokol before the Two Gallants for the fact that I wasn't much in the mood for the rather mediocre rocking going on, and it was getting overwhelming making rounds with so many people I know. I've been at Sokol three nights of this week, and rediscovered a few people I literally have not spoken to in a year or two. It's kind of too much after ( Read more... )

Goddamn, another all nighter. I spent the night at the desk from 3am-7am with my friend Nick and honestly, I'm totally fucking wiped out. Yesterday was quite a day, between class all day and then band practice at Chris' and then work until 10pm.

I have a great story about that: so I run up to Chris' car and pound on the glass laughing and calling ( Read more... )

The best part of my day is brushing my teeth only to find my mouth inhabited by a long Alejandra-hair from my toothbrush. Mmmmm ( Read more... )

The linguistic areas of my brain have fully shitted out. I took a nap on Friday, knowing a lonely, shitty and boring weekend was ahead as everyone went home with their families. Pleasant surprises ensue. Here's the recap of this weekend ( Read more... )

I was just informed five minutes ago that I'm going to fucking Sioux City with Becka and partying it up until tomorrow night when Bombardment Society, Ladyfinger and the Stay Awake rock out. And then I hitch a ride back.

As if today hasn't been weird enough. Shit man.

I'll be back latelate tomorrow night. Welcome to the world of the impulsive.

Holy shit, Atmosphere was worth every cent I paid for, and then some. Actually, I made $5 off it taking one of Nick's friends. The night was strange in so many respects, between comprehending the rewards of last night's impromptu 1am dumpster diving outing to riding with an intoxicated and fucking high driver both ways to and from Sokol ( Read more... )

I think I need to quit and get it over with, or shut the fuck up and buckle down. There should be nothing in between. No half-assed efforts at staying in school, no excuses to skipping class and staying in bed. It's one or the other. I'm trying to see it less as quitting as it is re-committing myself, but that'd be a lie. It feels like the same ( Read more... )