I had a strange dream last night. My dagger broke, the one I made. It didn't snap or break from extreme use, it fell apart. It was brittle and just fell apart. But I wasn't sad. My thought was, "Oh, I can just re-forge it, and this time I can make it better."

Now if only I was actually that optimistic.

Go to collegehumor.com and search for "prank war." It's two friends trying to one up the other, with fake marriage proposals and false career opportunities.

I'm having my birthday party this saturday, at 8 pm. Goes til whenever.

4146 18th Ave S.
612-877-2233

There will be drinking, though I'm not providing much.

It's my Birthday! I am now 20. I'm working til about 4ish today, and then I'm looking for something to do. Any takers?

There will be a party in a little while.

Funny: Muay Thai vs. Taekwondo

Awesome: Parkour

I just had more fun with a group of four total strangers than I've had with my friends in a long while. What does that tell you ( Read more... )

Living with the Mikes. You'd think it'd be cool, right? Well, it mostly is. Except for the part where they don't wash their fucking dishes, until it's about two or three days after every fucking dish has been used. I seem to be the only one who realizes that if you wash your dishes right after you're done with them, they won't build up. Common ( Read more... )

Me and Mike have reached an incredible break through: Beer helps with math homework.

So me and the Mike's got a brilliant idea. The plow created a huge pile of snow, and we were totally going to go out and make a fort. We went out around 12:30 - and there was already this awesome fort. So we added a roof entrance. And the guy who made it originally was talking to us from his window, he thought it was great. It's like the snow fort ( Read more... )

Party, Friday, 7pm, dad's house.