So we just had some drunk kid out on the patio on the floor below us begging for someone to let him in to the building. At one point he actually broke into quiet sobbing. We eventually called the Miami University Police Department and they came and took care of him. At some point he realized we were huddled underneath the window sill above him ( Read more... )

 I may be a bastard for finding this funny but oh well:

"We want you to be aware of an incident reported to the Oxford police Monday afternoon, October 29.  A female student reported that at about 1:30 p.m., after leaving a bus and walking home on Brown Rd., a male on the street suddenly approached and grabbed her arm and buttocks, and made ( Read more... )

 I think my snake is either brain damaged or a genius. He's supposed to be a fossorial species of snake which means he burrows into the ground. My snake doesn't want to have anything to do with burrowing or the ground. It's like he's learned that turtles live on the ground and that if he climbs up into the trees and surrounding vegetation the ( Read more... )

Next to Top Gun, Ramboo III is the greates movie of all time. This movie once again proves that the essential element to a great film is Salvester Stallon in combat boots and a black tank top, a injured civilain in one hand and the throat of a communist in the other and a blazing AK-47 between his legs running across a red nation as he turns it ( Read more... )

Well, the university is trying to take me down for that viquarium I have. I'm fighting like a mother fucker but they're out for blood apparently. They need to realize that not only would removing the viquarium result in the death of a dozen or so animals but that the process of moving a 200 gallon viquarium is not exactly an easy endeavor ( Read more... )

I'm still working on this news story that was due on the 4th. It has become relatively evident that I would be a terrible journalist. It was a lot harder to track down information on these super toilets then I originally thought. Hopefully I can put something together tonight that seems polished enough to hand in but I wanted this toilet story to ( Read more... )

I had something I really wanted to journal about a second ago but now I've compeltely forgotten what it was. It was something really important. . . like your house is on fire, or I'm your father. I will say this, Guster Indiana Jones Smith (my ringed python) is totally digging my headphones right now. Gus and I rock Muse like Muse needs to be ( Read more... )

 Here's a synopsis of a conversation I had with Brian today ( Read more... )

 I just wanted to share that I've been rocking this Muse album harder then I've rocked anything in while. At least as hard as when I rocked Styx's "Come Sail Away" for 24 hours straight. The snake that was coiled up inside my beanie did not appriciate the head banging though, nor did my headache. It had to be done though, rocking out waits for no ( Read more... )

 I am super tired. Having my driver's side door dented in by a run away truck kind of took the wind out of my sails. Oh, well, it could have been worse.

I need to draft another drafty draft of this paper before I go to bed but that warm mountain dew I had at the party has made me sleepy. I suppose I will work on it a little while I listen to the two ( Read more... )