I started this blog to keep up with friends.
I dont have those friends anymore.
This Blog is Done
Monday, March 9, 2009
Monday, February 9, 2009
Just cause it's been a while
Highlight of my weekend:
"I kinda wanna go play video games now."
"...You're not too good at this whole afterglow thing"
First off, an appreciation. The movie He's just not that into you was suprisingly entertaining considering that it was the last possibility that all parties agreed upon. If you're looking for a light romantic comedy that goes easy on the cheeze factor, See it. If you have unresolved relationship issues, avoid like the plague.
Civilization III has consumed my soul, and i'm not the only one.
Its been a while since my last blog post about random thoughts i feel like rambling on about. I would appreciate any suggestions that can be applied to next time.
"I kinda wanna go play video games now."
"...You're not too good at this whole afterglow thing"
First off, an appreciation. The movie He's just not that into you was suprisingly entertaining considering that it was the last possibility that all parties agreed upon. If you're looking for a light romantic comedy that goes easy on the cheeze factor, See it. If you have unresolved relationship issues, avoid like the plague.
Civilization III has consumed my soul, and i'm not the only one.
Its been a while since my last blog post about random thoughts i feel like rambling on about. I would appreciate any suggestions that can be applied to next time.
Thursday, February 5, 2009
My shadow told me i was boring
In case anyone wasn't paying attention, it is the dead of winter out there. Now i usually go without shaving for 4 or 5 days, becuase a few days worth of fuzz helps ward off the bitter chill. This morning i decided it was finally time to cut the lawn, but before i finished the job, i decided to test drive a goatee to see how it would work out.
The test failed, thats all i have to say about that.
While walking back from philosophy class, one of my classmates started limping a little funny, i ask him whats wrong, and he looks at me and says "the gopher popped out of the rabbit hole"
At that point i decided to stop socialising, its not worth it.
Brittany has also brought to my attention that the time stamps on these blog posts are off. I've decided not to change them. It adds to the mystique.
The test failed, thats all i have to say about that.
While walking back from philosophy class, one of my classmates started limping a little funny, i ask him whats wrong, and he looks at me and says "the gopher popped out of the rabbit hole"
At that point i decided to stop socialising, its not worth it.
Brittany has also brought to my attention that the time stamps on these blog posts are off. I've decided not to change them. It adds to the mystique.
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
The moon mocks me at 4am
So last night i pulled an all-nighter
This was unfortunate becasue i didn't have anything to do or study, i simply could not for the life of me fall asleep.
This was unfortunate becasue i didn't have anything to do or study, i simply could not for the life of me fall asleep.
Lady luck went down on me
So this is a post that was a long time in coming. Many events led me to this.
I once had a goldfish. It was gold, and a fish, hence a goldfish, and all it did was swim around its tank in lazy circles. Therefore, it was useless.
I once had a Zipcard, my campus ID, which i use to purchase food. When i get hungry, i easily swipe away at that little piece of plastic with a rather hideous picture of me on it until i am satisfied. Therefore it is not useless.
I lost that goldfish, i didn't really mind.
I lost my Zipcard, i minded a whole hell of a lot.
Imagine the euphoria i felt monday learning that i would be given the opportunity to face the new and interesting challenge of either finding that stupid piece of plastic or not eating.
Tuesday, after an exhaustive search, i go to the zipcard office and prepare myself to pay to have a new card made up for me. Mr. behind-the-counter follows standard opperating procedure however, and checks the card lost and found first. Now imagine my frustration when he pops up with my current card, denying me that oh so wonderful option of paying for a new one. I check the balance on the card and realise that whoever found it didn't even bother to empty the considerable balance off the card on cheap alcohol and fries from the sizzle zone.
All kidding aside though, Thank you whoever found my zipcard, wherever it got off to, and esp thank you for keeping my finances intact.
I once had a goldfish. It was gold, and a fish, hence a goldfish, and all it did was swim around its tank in lazy circles. Therefore, it was useless.
I once had a Zipcard, my campus ID, which i use to purchase food. When i get hungry, i easily swipe away at that little piece of plastic with a rather hideous picture of me on it until i am satisfied. Therefore it is not useless.
I lost that goldfish, i didn't really mind.
I lost my Zipcard, i minded a whole hell of a lot.
Imagine the euphoria i felt monday learning that i would be given the opportunity to face the new and interesting challenge of either finding that stupid piece of plastic or not eating.
Tuesday, after an exhaustive search, i go to the zipcard office and prepare myself to pay to have a new card made up for me. Mr. behind-the-counter follows standard opperating procedure however, and checks the card lost and found first. Now imagine my frustration when he pops up with my current card, denying me that oh so wonderful option of paying for a new one. I check the balance on the card and realise that whoever found it didn't even bother to empty the considerable balance off the card on cheap alcohol and fries from the sizzle zone.
All kidding aside though, Thank you whoever found my zipcard, wherever it got off to, and esp thank you for keeping my finances intact.
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Another brick in the wall
Yesterday i did nothing
Tommorow i will continue to do nothing
Today there was a lot of nothing but there was also alcohol, i guess thats something
Yay me!
Side note: I have a complex issue. I am a guy, and therefore i have sex in my mind more often then not. It's not a stretch of the imagination to believe that i think about sex a lot. The problem arises when sex influences how i communicate with people. This problem has been brought to my attention by a party who does not think that i have the capability to change my ways, or break my habbits.
So here i stand. I am announcing this issue to whoever cares enough to read about it. I am also publicly vowing that i will not bring sexual innuendo, suggestions, or conversation into any type of communication that i am involved in. Should i break this vow, i will be judged by the public opinion by announcing here my failure to follow through.
Tommorow i will continue to do nothing
Today there was a lot of nothing but there was also alcohol, i guess thats something
Yay me!
Side note: I have a complex issue. I am a guy, and therefore i have sex in my mind more often then not. It's not a stretch of the imagination to believe that i think about sex a lot. The problem arises when sex influences how i communicate with people. This problem has been brought to my attention by a party who does not think that i have the capability to change my ways, or break my habbits.
So here i stand. I am announcing this issue to whoever cares enough to read about it. I am also publicly vowing that i will not bring sexual innuendo, suggestions, or conversation into any type of communication that i am involved in. Should i break this vow, i will be judged by the public opinion by announcing here my failure to follow through.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Better late than Never
I had lots of fun little adventures yesterday that i've been meaning to get out into cyberspace. If i was a man who was dilligent in following his to-do list, i would have made this post last night. Lucky me, my friends know better than that.
The Snow Day: a phenomenon that brings tears of joy to the faces of even the most jaded child. It's ability to turn an otherwise routine 24 hours into euphoria borders on the mystical. Though the following story illustrates why its very important to confirm it is indeed a snow day before throwing the clock against something solid and unmoving.
Yesterday morning, about 9am, After being soundly asleep for about 5 hours, i get awoken by Jared. He informs me that the university is closed and classes are canceled. I celebrate in a manner as joyous as it was appropriate; i cancel my alarm and fall back asleep. At the happy hour of 1pm i wake back up. The problem being that i dont quite remember if Jared truly woke me up and told me classes were cancelled, or if i dreamed the whole exchange. Panic sets in. A quick consult with my text messages confirms that Akron was indeed shut down, and that it was safe for my blood pressure to drop.
The thing about snow days is that they usually involve vast quantities of snow. The thing about private snow plows is that they dont care where they push the snow their being paid to clear away. This brings about the very destructive formula:
Lots of snow + dumbass plow drivers + my car = Very unfortunate situation
After being snowed in all day, men have a tendancy to get hungry. They also have a tendancy to want other things, but thats neither here nor there. A trip to the 24hr diner is called for. And in the bitter bitter cold we got yet one more suprise. We no longer had cars. We had snow piles that had been packed in by mentally handicapped plow drivers. This led to an experience that involved a broken scraper, plenty of cussing, a lot of kicking, and pulling snow away with bare hands. Previous investment in a shovel was mentioned in passing several times.
And on a final note: 77 was designed by a demon looking for a promotion to the 7th circle of hell, becasue the pain and frustration it causes when you are trying to get to class is epic
The Snow Day: a phenomenon that brings tears of joy to the faces of even the most jaded child. It's ability to turn an otherwise routine 24 hours into euphoria borders on the mystical. Though the following story illustrates why its very important to confirm it is indeed a snow day before throwing the clock against something solid and unmoving.
Yesterday morning, about 9am, After being soundly asleep for about 5 hours, i get awoken by Jared. He informs me that the university is closed and classes are canceled. I celebrate in a manner as joyous as it was appropriate; i cancel my alarm and fall back asleep. At the happy hour of 1pm i wake back up. The problem being that i dont quite remember if Jared truly woke me up and told me classes were cancelled, or if i dreamed the whole exchange. Panic sets in. A quick consult with my text messages confirms that Akron was indeed shut down, and that it was safe for my blood pressure to drop.
The thing about snow days is that they usually involve vast quantities of snow. The thing about private snow plows is that they dont care where they push the snow their being paid to clear away. This brings about the very destructive formula:
Lots of snow + dumbass plow drivers + my car = Very unfortunate situation
After being snowed in all day, men have a tendancy to get hungry. They also have a tendancy to want other things, but thats neither here nor there. A trip to the 24hr diner is called for. And in the bitter bitter cold we got yet one more suprise. We no longer had cars. We had snow piles that had been packed in by mentally handicapped plow drivers. This led to an experience that involved a broken scraper, plenty of cussing, a lot of kicking, and pulling snow away with bare hands. Previous investment in a shovel was mentioned in passing several times.
And on a final note: 77 was designed by a demon looking for a promotion to the 7th circle of hell, becasue the pain and frustration it causes when you are trying to get to class is epic
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