I just found out the "Prince Albert in a can" joke is a reference to canned tobacco.
That's very sad, because when I heard someone say something about "Prince Albert in a can" back in elementary school I decided it had to be an obscure reference to anal sex with pierced genitals.

Sometimes it is simply more fun to be wrong.

It is difficult to write a 4000 word essay on sound design when one is sleepy and unmotivated and wanton.

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We had a man come repaint our bathrooms yesterday and today, so we haven't been able to use the showers. I decided to take a bath instead for the first time in I don't even know how long ( Read more... )

Time here passes so quickly. I mean, it's May tomorrow. I've been here nearly a year and a half. I only have 6 classes left after this term, which means if everything works out I should graduate in December. Wow. Craziness ( Read more... )

I like to think the more I talk, the more you'll like me. The more you like me, the more I'll talk, and my frequency of speech will continue to increase exponentially until the syllables flow in rivers of sound no longer confined to the boundaries of defined words. Your adoration will be continually amplified until it reaches a crescendo of ( Read more... )

Actual conversation from the presentation of my independent study project ( Read more... )

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I have little desire to do anything but sleep, not because I'm tired, but because I want to dream. It seems to be the only way I can spend time with friends.

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