I can't believe i remember the password for this site.  all my 'friends' are no longer active.  that's kinda sad.  In fact, i doubt anyone will EVER read this.  if you do, drop me an email.  radakchr@yahoo.com ( Read more... )

silver saturn. illinois plates. i could house that kid so fast...

Today i became very suddenly aware that next week is the last week of summer. EVER. I work Monday - Thursday next week, and then start meeting w/ Dr. Wiltshire (which is a very good thing, and at least one thing to look forward to at teh end of summer). Then camp for a week... should be a good chance to get a hot sleeveless tan and tire myself ( Read more... )

without a doubt, i have the best friends in the entire world. Barbz, russ, jack, dave and I drove out to DC to get boozed w/ JT and some of his buddies, and this weekend ranks among the top five of my life. Dave's birthday will always be near the top of that list, but DC gives the Haute a run for its money any day of teh week ( Read more... )

So i'm going home this weekend for brian's delayed graduation party. should be fun. Hopefully i'll get to see a couple of my BVH friends and go drinking w/ my cousins ( Read more... )

is it strange or wrong that i felt really bad for the bus boy at BW3 who broke 3 of our glasses as he was taking them off our table?

Ok, so Friday night i drank a lot of beer and came home really drunk, and i was looking in the mirror w/ that "how the fuck did you get this drunk" face, and i start swatting at my cheek trying to knock off this giant bug. this goes on for like a solid minute; the bug moving all over my fucking face, disappearing and reappearing intermittently. ( Read more... )

so i walk into the shower room here at the dorm. Not the bathroom, the shower room; although the shower room does have a single toilet installed at the end of the row. Passing the toilet by, i see that someone has urinated in said toilet, and failed to actuate the flushing mechanism. Now i know my thought process is odd at best, but this ( Read more... )

So matt is leaving tomorrow, and i haven't seen fit to update in over a year. We didn't do anything special... no cake, no 'party,' nothing out of the ordinary... all we did was get the poor guy a card and take him out to the field house. But i guess that's what it's all about... acting like nothing has ever changed; because it hasn't. Matt is ( ( Read more... )

i've had this fucking journal for almost 2 years now, and i can't say that it's ever brought me anything but pain. And i think it's almost definitely because this only captures a few moments in time. Whatever i say only reflects what i'm feeling at that exact second. Like right now, i'm mostly wasted beyond belief, and only slightly coherent ( Read more... )