3.18.2004

Weekly (or however often He feels like it) excerpt from The Holy Boble:

Woe is to thee who misses precuss-o-rama, this Friday, March 19th at 7:30 in Biester Auditorium, for the feeling of utter regret shall weigh down on them like the mighty girth of a thousand Bobs sitting on thine chests.

This is the Word of Bob. Thanks be to Bob.

3.15.2004

Yeah, so I havn't posted in awhile (DMB - The Space Between)... it's not because I don't like you people... its just... I see this as more of a chore... but not anymore... hahaha.... rhymed... yeah... So this weekend was pretty fun... went to the ridiculous dance play at GE (All the Right Moves).... with Meghan... she's like.... a really fucking good (and well educated) dancer... so this was a learning experience for me.... all the shit i thought was cool.... ended up being... like... really shitty.... which is hilarious... because.... i really don't know why. But anyway, i then parted ways with meghan (much like i have parted ways with the SHIFT key for capitalization...) and went to pauls... only to get a call from her later telling me to come and pick her up to go back to paulies... cuz im such a bitch, and cuz i kinda like her.. i was more than obliged to do so... we went back to pauls and spend a boring 3 hours there... filled with Starcraft... and jamming....

then... saturday.... pretty much the same thing... only this time adding jimmy huetson (as well as Dean-o-Mac Homola and some kid named... Ian... Stang.... or something.... ah well) into the mix.... which was a nice change of pace. then ashley and meghan came over to pauls en route to some party in berwin or somewhere... or was it westchester... it matters not... either way.. they stayed all night... jim and i left at like... 12... then my sunday sucked... did nothing... fell asleep..

i skipped breakfast this morning... which sucked ass...

3.07.2004

Well, the 3rd quarter is closing and I will soon only have one more quarter at Glenbard East. This will defenitly be a bittersweet closing. Oh well, I'll have to sit around in purgetory (COD) for a year and then I'll be off to a great school that is still TBA.

Newest Internet Acronym

gt = Good Times.

so....

gt... to you all.