Creepy Indian Dude, his inquisitive head once renowned for perpetually hanging out his door to barrage any and all passerbyers with a series of strange questions, has taken to roaming the halls. This doesn't bode well for me, as the distance of him yelling down the hall had somewhat mitigated the awkwardness of the conversations. Now, however, I ( Read more... )

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Strangely enough, this week found me bemoaning what should be an absolute joyous [non?]occurence: no more math class. What could bring this about, I may ask rhetorically/annoyingly? To paraphrase, I'm retarded. Up until now, my utter abhorrence of Satan's language has only resulted in the demonizing of and death threats to any and all cultist ( Read more... )

In the spirit of National Stalking Month, I have been taking mental notes on any unsuspecting strangers championing odd behavior. My uncanny ability of finding fault in others might have been responsible for an impressive catalogue of eccentricities, however, this was foiled by my equally uncanny lack of mental note-taking skills. As such, I have ( Read more... )

"I'm from Rolling Stone" is the latest in an unceasing shit-tide of mtv reality to garner my undying devotion. It's terrifically boring, but I find myself already making a calculated effort to be on the show next season. From watching the show, I have determined that my chances will increase if I can conjure up face sores that bleed negative ( Read more... )

I realized, through careful observation during the last two weeks, that my roommate will not, under any circumstances, resort to any foul language. In place of the old sailor standbyes, he'll utter an exaggerated "golly" (pronounced GAWL-LYY, with an accent over both syllables) in times of dire stress. To me, this sort of restraint is both ( Read more... )

Five minutes into my maths homework, I had reached such a state of despair that I was searching online to determine if the course was surplus to my degree's requirements. My failure to find any loophole was accompanied by my bitter resignation to fate and the equally lurid taste of bile, and I returned to my blind guesswork. Only after some time ( Read more... )

I've been sifting through other people's shared itunes, and was completely blown away by the music collections of those around me. I'm currently listening to the Shins album that hasn't been released yet. These faceless indie snobs have compiled some absolutely brilliant musical treasure troves, and I can only aspire to their greatness ( Read more... )

The brand new trig book I was forced to purchase for it's online access code isn't even a book. I paid $90 for a stack of loose paper. About triangles ( Read more... )

Through my normal course of couch vegetating this morning (which was, for me, a few hours ago), I was treated to a "sneak peek" of the next few Real World episodes. I was delighted, because cleverly edited snippets of shows like these always make it seem like I'd want to meet these people. There they are out boozing and smooching and canoodling ( Read more... )