i just realized its less than a week til i can put "master of philosophy" after my name on anything i write. i know its a psych degree, but for some reason the degree title says philosophy. i guess cuz philosophy was pretty important at some point.

as much as i enjoy the homeless, i dont enjoy being woken up to them rummaging around in the backyard area at early hours of the morning (read: ass crack of dawn) searching for items of value. worse yet, the local crackheads dont even respond to my friendly "hellos" as i attempt to build rapport in order to prevent them from say, stripping my car ( Read more... )

Depart: June 14, 2006
United Airlines 414
Depart 03:38 PM San Diego,(SAN)
Arrive 06:55 PM Denver Intl.,(DEN)

Return: June 28, 2006
United Airlines 1241
Depart 07:50 PM Denver Intl.,(DEN)
Arrive 09:09 PM San Diego,(SAN)

eff yes! i am coming home for two big weeks of fun! get your crocs and sunscreen ready bahaha

so i downloaded the new afi (yeah i know ( Read more... )

and lo it has been some time since last i updated this meagre log of my works and deeds, and what little hast there been to tell since i last dipped the e-quill to the inkwell.com and set down such records of these machinations! yet transpireth yesterday an incident so Vexing and Foule that it were thought to be the very intrigues and weavings of ( Read more... )

should i be frightened that one of my roommates (i'm guessing the newer guy) brazenly left his can of "nair for men" hanging around the bathroom like it was pot smoke at a pink floyd laser light show? do i even want to know where he may want to or have to remove his hair from? hm, maybe he's going to sell the hair off his dome as a wig, to make ( Read more... )

i saw almost everybody i wanted to see in colorado, and used the worst of borgesian excuses to get out of class today. i ended up getting home about 5 hours late due to mechanical problems with the plane (they eventually had to fly a new one in from LA), and i slept through my alarm somehow this morning. i somehow remember waking up after i should ( Read more... )

bro roommate number three just charged into the house and, without asking me, "hey dude want a rolling rock?" immediately started puking in the toilet! i seriously feel like i'm in the animal house frat sometimes, except that i get more studying done. which i am going to do presently.

i read this on nytimes.com and just about laughed my ass off ( Read more... )

the joys, multitudinous and manifold, of living with bros, continues ( Read more... )