Month: September 2009

UGH. SUCK IT. ok, last thursday we played mad d&d while everyone else in the world partied next door. it sort of wrenched at my brain, trying to reconcile those two things. fortunately, i got pretty drunk, but that didn’t help with the awful creature brandon put us up against in the last room. at least i was allowed a…

im sort of disturbed and confused about the fact that facebook’s relationship status thing has dramatically changed the way i relate to other people’s relationships and consider my own. i never really bothered to think about it before today. it’s pretty damn insidious. this weekend was really good. lots of stories. this update is mostly an update to remind myself…

i attended gilchrist’s open door night yestereve. i’m fairly sure i’ve been at this event all four of my years here, even the ones during which i haven’t been a gilchrist resident. ground floor didn’t really present an alluring front until we left ground floor proper. then we got right down to impressing bitches with our mad push-pop skills and…

i re-realized today how much i enjoy watching movies of no particular quality. it was strange to realize that this hobby of mine had lost it’s flavor without my even noticing until the flavor returned. if that makes any sense (unlikely). i watched babylon a.d. and the brave one. vin diesel rocks my socks, jodie foster does does does not.…

socializing takes up a lot of time when you bother doing it. i guess i’m in the senior year mindset where every moment is a “holy fuck, i’ll never do this again” moment. realllllly fun feeling, that. anyway, that’s my excuse for not updating enough.                 The road to Las Vegas leads through an intensely desolate part of the desert,…

first day of classes, started reading this excellent webcomic, maybe went on a date with a girl or something i don’t know it was pretty nice regardless she’s ok and stuff. here’s part three:                 We left the next morning, destination The Grand Canyon, with only a brief stop at the mobile home that Natalie called an office. Steve was…

i guess i had better hurry up with these installments so i can get on with stories of welcome week. although these past ten days are quite literally a blurred haze, just as action-packed as the adventure out west. i can’t imagine how my memory could contain so much information. i imagine there’s a hive of bees in there, somehow…