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Everyone, please post this link in your journals and link to it from any sites you have. We must spread the word!
http://www.geocities.com/janetboobs/
Ten points to Mr. Chris Grattoni, by the way. -
I got four bucks, almost five...
Been a while, hasn't it?
My g-d, school has kept me busy. This has been one hell of a quarter. Between classes, homework, research, Youth Leadership Evanston, working at Lou Malnati's, group projects, Hillel, IM basketball, Freshman 15 gigs and rehearsals, and endless meetings (not to mention getting sick with a gross mucus-y throat thing), ( Read more... ) -
"That rug really tied the room together, did it not?" "Yea, and this guy peed on it."
One week of classes over, and my schedule is still a heaping mess. I know that *technically* a computer can't be stupid, because it's just a machine. But nonetheless, CAESAR is a stupid stupid piece of crap. Due to a glitch in the system, it actually double-booked me for thirty minutes of class on Tuesday and Thursday. Luckily, my profs are ( Read more... ) -
Brother Shamus? What, like an Irish monk?
FRESHMAN FIFTEEN RULES.
It feels so good to be back and singin' with the boys. I'm unbelievably psyched about this quarter: recording a CD, learning hot new music, singing to sorority girls, roadtripping to Michigan, and more inside jokes and stories than you can shake a thirty-nine-and-a-half-foot pole at.
Also, cartoons rule. Specifically ( Read more... ) -
I mean, say what you will about the tenets of National Socialism; at least it's an ethos.
I'm exhausted and have yet to finish re-packing all my clothes for my return to Evanston tomorrow, so here's a quick synopsis of the past week's Awesomeness ( Read more... ) -
"You're not interested in sex, Mr. Lebowski?" "You mean coitus?"
Damn you Northwestern Wildcat football! How dare you toy with my emotions like that.
You raised up my hopes in mid-season with some amazing Big 10 wins, brought me anxious ecstasy at the prospect of a bowl game (true, it's the Motor City Bowl...but a bowl's a bowl), sent me into exultant joy by maintaining a strong lead over Bowling Green for ( Read more... ) -
His girlfriend gave up her toe! Yah, we thought we would get a million dollars! It's not fair!
If you thought nobody could ever write a two-hour play about a character ripped from the pages of the Weekly World News...
and if you thought that play couldn't be turned into a catchy, well-written musical...
and if you thought that musical couldn't possibly balance dark humor, clever wit, and poignant, tragic human drama...
you're so very wrong.
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