arghhhh 89 (well 88.75) in my digital games class. Worst semester ever!

One of my dreams last night involved some kind of crazy book that I had to read, or that I had to start to read. When I started I wouldn't have been able to stop. It seems like in the dream it was a real book, but I can't remember it's title. All that I can remember is that it was a fiction (in the dream a paperback, but that doesn't matter, read ( Read more... )

During the last few semesters I checked the "Check your grades online" section of the UT Registrars website compulsively. It was like an early Christmas watching those delicious A's get posted. This semester won't be as fun, but the compulsiveness factor is still here. Tommorow is an optional astronomy test, I'd need to make a 99 on it to raise my ( Read more... )

I'm Roger Moore!


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So Prop 2 is going to pass, probably with about 3/4 of the Texas's votes. I guess it isn't pretty, but hey that's democracy right? I followed the campaign a good deal, and of course voted. Here are a few things I noted, and some problems I have with the whole thing and its passing. First, the argument of the people who supported the amendment is ( Read more... )

In case you haven't heard the word, there will be a halloween/laura b day festivity on Saturday over here. Costumes are optional, but you may be urinated on if you don't have one.

What are all of you doing when you graduate, and when will you graduate?

Broomball this Friday, organized by Vince. Northcross Mall at 9 pm. Guys ten dollars, girls free. Bring your tolerance for pain and rip-proof pants.

I think that living with these two cats, Mo and Dotty, is making me an incalculably crueler person. I don't feel bad anymore when I am walking and they step right in front of my foot, or they get locked in the closet for who knows how long. Why? Because they'll just keep doing it.

So while we were having a little gathering (was it Friday?) some drunk girls came by on their way downtown. I know what you're thinking, and you're right- we didn't know them. They did know the house though, having lived there several years ago. Acccording to them, our house used to be known as "the whorehouse." Interesting trivia.