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When I was younger I played in a band at the 1894 Grand Opera House in Galveston. I thought that was pretty awesome, and I still do.

i'm watching a show on the history channel about thomas edison and his 1,093 patents. the guy invented the 20th century...everything from sound recording to the electric chair to motion pictures (and 35mm film itself) to the light bulb and everything required to power it and light cities.

it seems to me that since its beginning, america has produced so many more inventors and successful inventions than any other country. benjamin franklin, robert fulton, thomas edison, alexander graham bell, bill gates, the inventors of the computer and networks. including people like henry ford, maybe it isn't so much even invention as it is innovation.

i wonder why it might be that we'd produce so many inventors, and if that spirit of innovation is still as much alive as it was around 1900.

i bought some catnip and a little hollow heart to put it in, thinking my cat would go nuts for the stuff like i've always heard they do. i've never seen a cat's reaction to catnip, but i've heard they LOVE it. my cat perked up a little to smell it, but then just walked away. i chased him and made him smell the bag again, but he really didn't care and it was disappointing.

this afternoon i went down to klein to do a bleacher running workout. it was really cloudy when i got to the school, and there was a little bit of lightning. after about 3 times up and down the bleachers, the lightning was really picking up and everytime it flashed i sort of expected it to hit me in the stands. i figured running up and down a tall metal structure in a lightning storm wasn't smart, so i just ran around the track after that. i wasn't worried about getting hit by lightning as much as about falling down all those bleachers afterwards. it'd be cool to say you survived a lightning strike.

since monday lunch, i've only eaten once, and it was only chicken broth and crackers

i think i like paul wall much more than mike jones

i think i'm going to start a new blog for while i'm in spain. it'll be cool because people can keep up with what's goin on with me if and when they want, and at the end of the semester i'll have a nice little record of my trip.

these days, every time someone gives me an assignment or wants me to do something, i feel like punching them in the face

well, it turns out that 18 class hours, an internship, a job, and a huge committment to not one but several student government positions is too damn much for me. by spreading myself too thin i've caused my performance in most if not all of those capacities to drop below what i should be doing. my only consolation is that this semester could turn out to be a big resume booster even if my grades dip slightly, and if i can make it through i have a month and a half winter break and a semester full of easy classes in beautiful Spain as my reward.

but for now, here i am in the middle of fall break, late friday night, writing essays for a midterm due last week. i just cant seem to pull anything out of my ass to put on this paper, and its so bad that id consider dropping the course. mostly because i looked forward to this class so much and its become the biggest disappointment class so far in college. i haven't learned a thing and i'm wondering if a shitty grade and 3 lousy credits are worth even the time it will take to attend this class for the rest of the semester. oh well, i'll keep plugging along for now...

I'm going to become a connosieur of South Bend/Mishawaka area restaurants.

On tues/thurs nights, I get out of Kaplan just in time to miss the closing of the dining halls. So I'll have to eat out more often, or survive on poptarts and ramen cups.

Tuesday, I dragged John and Chris to meet me at this Thai-Lao restaurant right near Turtle Creek, which I had read an article about in the on campus magazine. Its called "Thai-Lao."

When you walk into the place, you feel like you're in someone's living room. Its decorated like the inside of a house, only with a lot more stuff on the walls, etc...
Then when you see two women sitting in wicker chairs watching tv, you REALLY feel like you're in somebody's living room. The ladies only looked up at us after we stood there for a good two minutes, said "its a buffet," gestured in the direction of a badass array of home cooked food, then went back to their show.

The food is great. Awesome chicken skewers with some good dipping sauce, curry, coconut soup, tons of other stuff I have no idea of but tried, pad-thai, etc...

And the BEST part is : lunch costs 4 dollars, dinner costs 5!!!

Its one of the best food values I've ever found, and I plan to eat there at least once every other week.

good lord i'm busy from Mon - Thurs. I pretty much work my ass off/don't sleep for those four days, then drink my ass off/don't sleep for the three after that. That's an exaggeration, of course, but you know what I mean.

Last weekend was great. The Michigan game was awesome, only because we won though. Tailgating (or the lack thereof for me) that morning sucked balls, so if we hadn't won the game I would've been pissed for wasting the money and time to go up there. But of course it was worth it...Irish football is back and soon to be in-charge.

The Texas game that night was great too. We made it back to South Bend just before halftime, so we showered up and watched the second half over a few beers. Having not eaten much the night before, then nothing all morning and afternoon, the Qdoba burrito I ate in Ann Arbor after the game was amazing.

The Pat Green concert was somethin else man. A sight to behold. I've seen some pretty big hick-fests, but this one was as big as any. From tents passing out free dip, to the nastiest collection of shirtless men and teethless women I've ever seen. Me and the few people I could muster to go stand up front when Pat came on where heckled like crazy for standing up. One old bearded man came up to me, and when I said I'd rather not sit down because I was enjoying the show, he replied "FUCK YOU!" and started yelling at me. The cops thankfully pulled him away, but told us several times that we better sit down because we were pissing people off. We refused of course, and though the cops definitely couldn't make us sit down at a freaking concert they sure as hell tried.

It was great though. I was decked out in my Texas shirt, boots, belt buckle, and a do-rag made from a small Texas flag. Pat Green and his guitarist kept looking at us and holding up longhorn signs when we did, etc...it was obvious we were some of his biggest fans there, and to be honest I'm surprised he didn't give us the chance to get some autographs or something. A girl with us, Liz, from Dallas, met him once before, got his guitar strap, and shared a drink with him. We weren't so lucky this time though, we couldn't find him when we looked after the show. We did wander around the trailer very creepily though.

Then Tracy Lawrence came on, I spilled what must've been a gallon of beer while dancing over to hit on a fat 10 year old, and I danced with an old nasty woman with a broken arm. Almost got into a fight with an Ohio State fan, who when he stood up turned out to be about 7 and a half feet tall.

I don't feel like I've done a good job of depicting the awesomeness of the weekend. But I guess reading this later will help me remember it.

Texas will be undefeated this year and win the National Championship against USC.

Notre Dame will only have one loss this year...

and will win the championship next year...

or the year after that at least...

which will piss me off because I won't be a student.

John and I ordered a Hookah, which got to our room last Wednesday.

We smoked it the first three days in a row, not because we're nicotine addicts but because we had so many friends who wanted to try it out, and because it was so nice to hang out, relaxing on North Quad around a hookah while chatting it up with some friends.

The rector of my dorm passed by on the second night, came over to talk a little, and asked what the hookah was. We told him, and everything seemed cool.

The next day, he told us that he had talked to ResLife (people in charge of student rules and discipline), who as it turns out considers a hookah to be "drug paraphanelia," and that later that day a memo would circulate among rectors telling them to confiscate any hookahs they saw inside the dorms. He was pretty cool about it though, offering to hold on to the hookah until we found somewhere to keep it permanently (i.e. off campus, home, etc.). When we asked him whether the rule prohibiting hookahs in the dorm also prohibited us from smoking it outside (where tobacco is often smoked from cigarettes, cigars, and even pipes), he was unclear and said there was no written reslife rule regarding hookahs...(yet).

This whole situation really annoys me. Although the hookah is not part of my culture, I think it is ridiculous and ignorant to call a traditional smoking device deeply ingrained and popular in Middle Eastern culture "drug paraphenalia." Hookahs are not meant to be used for drugs, and considering this should be enough to declassify them as such.
Beyond that though, my friends and I have used the hookah responsibly and even innocently. They can test my pipe or come by any time I'm smoking to find out what's inside is not what they're afraid of. I don't think I should be banned from smoking something I consider a clean alternative to the completely acceptable tobacco in other things, and a fun way to relax and meet new people with a similar interest.

Right now, for the first time ever, I've joined the club of people who update their blogs from work. I've never been able to use a computer at my job until tonight.

I'm sitting in a room watching high-schoolers take a four hour practice SAT test. My sole purpose for being here is to pass out and collect the tests, and to make sure the students move on to the next section every time my timer beeps. It might sound like it sucks, but there's wireless internet in here, i have all my homework with me, and of course I'm being paid handsomely for my labour.

John and I realized today that on Tuesdays our week is half over. Well technically I have one class on Friday but between the number of times I'll skip it and the fact that its over by 10:30am and I usually consider it more of a break in my sleep til noon than the start of my day, I practically am halfway done on Tuesday too. This means that today, while we both felt like the week had barely started and there was plenty of time to make up classes we've already missed, we turned the corner into the end of the week.

I can't wait for this weekend...Me and Chris and John and Brit have tickets (mostly separate, except Chris and I one in front of the other) for ND v. michigan. We'll party in Ann Arbor Friday night, tailgate all morning, and the game's at noon. Then I'm gonna change into my UT Rose Bowl shirt (you should understand the significance of this, while I'm in Ann Arbor) to watch Texas whomp all over Ohio State. I'm thinking of trying to throw in the half-hour jog to Canada to find some sports bar where I can have a beer with the game, and maybe win a couple hundred in the casino there. Finally we'll make the drive home to rest up for Pat Green and some other pretty decent acts at a local radio station's birthday party here in South Bend. I'm bringing my Texas chair, Texas blanket, and my A game.

"Stop work on Section 3...you have 25 minutes to work on Section 4, and only Section 4...begin"

Ok, I'm back.
The only problem with this wireless setup is I can't seem to get AIM to work. I reallyl wanna find someone else who's not eating dinner til like 9, so I don't have to eat alone because I HATE that.

remember that bigass tsunami in Asia or wherever the fuck?

i remember Americans caring a lot about that disaster, and about the people affected by it. I remember Americans publicly showing support for those victims, and giving generously to disaster relief and emergency funds.

since our hurricane, not a single foreign country has even made a statement of sympathy for us. so we get criticized for "giving too little" to a disaster that happened all the way across the world to a bunch of people we only care about because of selfless kindness, and nobody lifts a finger to help us out.

fuck the rest of the world. we're better than them.

fucking son of a bitch-ass people.

i'm watching the ND-Pitt game right now. its awesome because we're kicking ass. not awesome because we thought we had a little game watchg party planned out and it sorta fell through. this is what i get.

abc news special report : william rehnquist died. who the fuck really cares. not me.

everybody's watching this bullshit. i say put the football game back on.

i feel like staying up all night working

i just finished a cover letter to the city of mishawaka. i'm trying to get a city planning internship with them for this semester. god that would be sweet...i've gotten so interested in city planning and development. i could completely see myself doing that someday. i also applied to work with the city attorney or the office of the mayor, so we'll see what happens.

i'm really enjoyed my capp class right now. i think i'm going to learn a lot more about flash than i first thought.

OOOOOOOOOOOOO i almost forgot!!

PAT GREEN IS COMING TO SOUTH BEND AND I GOT TICKETS

we had to go to the womens volleyball game (aka nice-butt show) last night to get them, because you can't buy tickets for this show. you have to somehow get them from the radio station (www.b100.com) that's putting it on.

i don't know too much about the other bands, but pat green is good enough for a free concert any day. i'm gonna bring my texas chair and my texas blanket, and my UT cowboy hat, and its gonna be a really good time.

the show is on Sept. 11, one day after the ND-Michigan game. the UT-Ohio State game is also the 10th, and i'm looking forward to that a lot too. if both my teams win its gonna be one hell of a weekend.

sometimes my mind is boggled by how busy i get at school

i probably feel so busy because of the disproportionately huge amount of time i dedicate to "hanging out," which i seem to prioritize above many things. its just that there always seems to be something i can't miss going on. either that or i'm lazy and can't help slacking off.

but today will be different. i'm going to the library/lula's cafe/somewhere i can work without any distractions at all.

one of the most important things i need to do is grade my essays for my kaplan class. before that i have to learn how to grade them. then i need to get a resume, application, and cover letter ready for a meeting i have tomorrow with the undergraduate political science internship lady. then there's getting my books and catching up on all the reading i couldn't do last week. finally there's cleaning up our room and for once and for all putting away the stuff we haven't even unpacked yet.

there might be more, but i'm sure no one even cared to read that many of the things i have to do, so we'll leave it at that and i'll start actually doing those things instead of the ever-productive blogging about them.

college football is way better than the nfl

but as far as baseball and basketball go, i'm all about the astros and the rockets. and the comets when they pass out free food and hats.

we finally have a wrestling club on campus this year. i'm really excited but i'm also kicking myself for not following through with my idea to start one freshman year. it would'nt have been that hard.

i'm also gonna join a yoga class - YES!

i can't decide whether to put a shelf or my bacardi mirror over my desk. should i be practical, or pimply?

tonight i was walking back to Stanford, and when i passed the security building i remembered leaving an african violet i bought the other day outside that building. (i was going in the other day to clear up a parking ticket and didn't wanna walk in carrying a flower). to my delight, the violet was still there and i brought it safely back to stanford.

we now have an african violet, an aloe plant, a pepper plant (it has real peppers growing on it), and a big palm tree in the room.

speaking of that ticket, it was cleared up because the first one of the year is always a warning, but i still had to pay some stupid towtruck driver 45 bucks to unhook my car. if only i had gotten there a little earlier, i woulda saved myself all that money. i wish i had argued more, but i didn't really see a way out at the time.

building tina and marina's loft - 25
selling my own loft - 50
unloading the storage truck for Farley - 35
selling out the futon to chris - 40
damn stupidass tow fee - -45

i'm still ahead for the weekend, but damn

for dinner tonight i grilled up the red and silver salmon filets alex gave me (direct from alaska). i brushed them with olive oil and lemon juice, and rubbed them with garlic and rosemary. i had my mom make spinach and artichoke dip, and baked cream cheese filled mushrooms. she also steamed some zuchini. we also had a bottle of orange muscat (white wine) from the winery in fredericksburg. i drank some of the mineral water i took home in a bottle from hot springs, arkansas.

it was the best freakin dinner ever.

but now i'm back to being all stressed out. people who are dumbasses stress me out. for example, when i have to spend weeks of my life worrying about how i'm going to get the cruise i won over a year ago, i get upset.

i'm just too disorganized right now to be on top of anything in my life, and i really need to find a way to change that.

alex and i just got back from backpacking for a few days in the Ouachita National Forest in Arkansas. It was pretty sweet, cool to be out in the woods for several days at once. It was weird and kinda spooky to spend the night tens of miles from any people, with pitch black darkness surrounding your little fire. On top of that it wasn't a good idea to chat about bears as we fell asleep.

it was really nice to spend the night in a nice hotel in Hot Springs the day we got off the trail.

everything worked out pretty well for such a spontaneously planned trip. maybe i'll write more specifics later, but this blog now rarely seems worth my time.

god its been so long since i've lifted weights. it kinda sucks. i was making some real progress last semester and now i pretty much won't get started again until fall. i guess i've been running fairly regulary, or at least finding active things to do. i've been swimming and bike riding and stuff outside so hopefully i'll at least stay in shape.

i just feel so much better when i'm regularly working out.

i can't stop thinking i should quit my job early this summer and enjoy some of the last real time off i'll have in my life

after listening to Three Guys in a Rio play their new album tonight and their set for their show at the Hardrock Live in Guadalajara, Mex, i feel like a giddy groupie. i can't wait til 3 years from now when i act all hardcore because "i knew those guys in high school man, i'm totally like, friends with them."

honestly though, they sound good. better than before. i actually want to buy their album, and i'm gonna try to go over to Java Jazz to see their show this saturday. its gonna feel so insanely like junior year of high school walking around Old Town Spring to see 3GR play...it'll be fun

i hope i can make it out to big bend this summer. even a 3 day trip out there would be worth it. i just want to see it, and a camping roadtrip sounds like a lot of fun right now. i don't wanna work at champps much longer. it'd be sweet to go back from this week off, work two more weeks, then do anything i want for the rest of the summer. hell, i'm starting to think i should really do things like that while i still have the chance. a few years from now i won't be able to quit my job at will without some much bigger reprocussions.

i want to go camping in big bend, soak in the hot springs in arkansas, and float the river in san marcos. also i wanna go on that cruise.

i better get on this shit.

good lord i'm neglecting my life again. when summer started, i felt like i would have such a ridiculous amount of freedom to decide how i'd spend my days for the next 3 months. i thought i'd have time to do everything i wanted, and wondered how last summer had felt so busy.

now, i'm back to feeling like summer is even busier than the school year. it really is. during the year, i spend so much more time sitting around and watching movies and stuff. i don't work (even between class and homework) 60 hours a week.

i really need to cut back to about 35 hours a week this summer. that would give me time to really enjoy myself and do all the things i never seem to get to on my days off. i think i would still make "enough" money, but i guess the downside is it wouldn't really be as much. so far at work i've made more than i can almost believe. its not that much i guess, but i really can't believe that in such a short time i've added so much to my bank account. and that's after buying a new amp for the car and going out a bunch.

going out has been fun so far this year. we've gone downtown a lot. i can't wait to start hanging out with some of the people from work. i work with people who are about 100 times cooler than the ones at mike and charlies (most of them at least), and it'd be fun to hang out with some new people.

oh yeah and PS, i'm pissed about the michael jackson verdict. guilty or not guilty that psychobitch should be locked up. honestly though i really do believe he's guilty, and i can't believe he got off.

he and OJ should be dealt with boondock saints' style

i've thought of so many possible posts since my last one, only to never make them nor write about the things that have happened to me

but who really cares

work work work, that's what's going on now. when i think about it, i realize i really am working a lot of hours. every time i turn around i'm in champps, and any time off work has become almost as precious as the money i could be making if i were at work. almost that is, and that's why i'm working. the wads off cash i'm pulling in are slightly more valuable to me than wasting away the days by the pool and doing fun things every night.

but i enjoy work. i like my line of work a lot, and champps still seems to be the best place i've ever worked. i guess the catering service up at school could be comparable, but the coworkers make all the difference. instead of a bunch of cackling 40 year old south bend women i'm working with a bunch of really nice people my own age or near it. still, the majority of both groups of coworkers seems to be on crack most of the time.

speaking of black people, they are horrible tippers. there's a word for them in the restaurant business....we call them 'canadians.' (as in "oh man, i have a table of canadians over there" instead of having to say "dangit, why do they keep seating black people in my section"). i don't really mean to make some generalization that all black people are bad tippers, i'm just joking about this. honestly though, by the facts there are just certain groups of people who tip worse than others. young people, for example, do not tip as much as average. if you're reading this and are offended, just make sure you tip a good server decently (aka at least averagely) and there won't be any problems. NEVER give someone 1 dollar for serving you up to a 30 dollar bill. they will be pissed and you and not be able to buy cool things for themself.

in other news, this summer seems to be cool in terms of opportunities for having fun. we just go downtown when we feel like it now, we don't have to be home as early, and cool things just seem to come up fairly often. i'm fully enjoying being home, working, and living in a normal setting. i haven't started to miss school life yet. and its wonderful to be back in texas.

i went to austin this weekend for my cousin lou's graduation. it was fun to be in austin. we ate at kerbey lane, threadgills, etc. he lives like a block from the drag which is cool. we had some really good cigars and brandy & benedictine.

i really really wanna go float the river with my cousins in san marcos sometime soon.

i got a job. i'm a waiter at Champps at willowbrook. last night immediately after my interview i sat in on an orientation that was already underway for new empolyees and filled out my paperwork. this morning i started training at 8 am. i was lying in bed at 7 30 and i was honestly soooo close to quitting right then and there. but i went and i'm glad i did.

this restaurant is so much better run than mike and charlies could ever dream to be. also the people seem 10 times cooler. and there's a fuckin squadron of hot girls working there.

everytime i come home i realize just how hot texas girls are compared at least to indiana. or at least notre dame. i used to hate it when people said nd girls were on average pretty unattractive. but its undeniable. sure there are some hot girls at school, but when i'm home seriously everywhere i look there are good looking girls. i think its just texas...everyone says we have the best looking girls.

ANYWAY, i'm thinking i'll keep this job, at least for a while. this week sucks because i have 8 am training EVERY MORNING, and double shifts on some days. but sunday i have my manager wait (where i wait on a manager to prove i'm ready) scheduled for sunday so hopefully by next week i'll be on my feet.

the general manager, in a pep talk today to criticize his waitstaff for not being energetic enough, mentioned extreme ranges of paychecks he signs between 300 and 900 dollars a week. if i could even strike the middle and make 600 i would be thrilled.

i'm still gonna look around for some more job openings though. for example the cheesecake factory in the woodlands would be pretty ideal but i'm not counting on it.

"that girl has sex like a fuckin ANIMAL"
-alex commenting on the insane dance skills of some UofH girls
too bad we could only infer from the dancing...

sometimes i think "man, going to a huge public school woulda been sweet"
but then i realize "man, these girls are not only slutassed ho's, they're fuckin STUPID too"

last night i discovered how to use a 2 foot piece of rubber tubing as "techno-dance training wheels" and it was awesome. i couldn't get alex to suck, pet, or even touch my tube though, which was a huge bummer. i was at a party when the assistant dean of the UofH honors college rolled up, that was weird but also pretty cool. i came home pretty damn late and my parents didn't mind AT ALL, which is making this summer look really promising.

i always get sick of writing these posts before i even finish a whole story. paz afuera for now

i seem to be invited to an unusual number of partays this week
i wanna go to all of them
before work starts to interfere

my mom said "horn-o montgomery" when she was talking about the mexican bakery "horno monterrey"

i duly made fun of her for hours

well well well, back in spring for summer
wow i didn't even mean to make that pun

the drive home wasn't too bad. actually it really sucked because my air conditioner went out. but i didn't get too tired at any point and only went delirious from driving alone on no sleep a few times. the heat didn't become a problem until right around Texarkana. it was ridiculous how the texas border seemed to fight off the cool temperatures even of arkansas, and it shot up from 78 to 85 so quickly.

unpacking isn't going along too quickly. my whole life is jumbled up into about 10 boxes and sorting through it will take a while. mad props to christ for helping me pack some of it, and to jsizzle and dlaw for helping move my mountain-o-crap downstairs.

the job hunt is going surprisingly well, as in i might've found a job today as a waiter at Texas Land & Cattle over by Willowbrook Mall. alex tipped me off to it, and it'd be insane if we wound up working together again this summer. we'll probably have fewer nights of drunkenly cleaning the bar til 4 30 am, but we'll make due somehow.

today was quite a productive day overall. aside from scoring the job interview, i tried to fix my air conditioning (unsuccessfully, but i bought a pretty comprehensive repair manual that should help me get to the bottom of this sweaty mess), bought some hamster cedar chips, did some laundry....this is getting boring quick.

i just got back from eating dinner at my uncle lou's after he and i tried to fix the jeep, visiting antone's for some hookah accion, and watching kingdom of heaven with david and alex. i liked the movie. i can see how some people would say its a little slow at times, but overall it was good. a few too many close ups of emotional expressions on orlando bloom's face, but whadya gonna do...

thus the beginnings of an awesome summer if all goes well....more updates to come

i'm up all night AGAIN

i'm chewing some jolt caffeine energy gum
it rocks, coolest way to ingest caffeine ever

i really can't believe how long its taken me to do this god damned philo final
i think its been because i'm so tired

i'm supposed to leave here at 8 am friday morning, and i still have like 15 pages to write, have to go to work and see if they've paid me, have to talk to my advisors about studying in cairo, and PACK

i don't know how i can do it all without staying up again tomorrow, which is indeed an impossibility because starting friday i have to drive 20 hours

i really don't want to go home yet, but its gonna feel so amazing to walk into my house on saturday, say hi to my family, and crash in my sweet sweet bed.

Well its 8 am
i have a final at 10 30
so i just realized in four hours i'll still be in the middle of this damn final, and i'm already crashing hard from staying up all night.
2 hours ago i was dying for breakfast as i sat with john in lafortune watching the sun rise.
4 hours ago i was studying at a table on the other side of lafortune with tina.
8 hours ago i was watching big fish, starting to stress over all the work i had to do.

the worst part is, even though i've managed to study decently for conlaw, i also have a philo take home exam due today. its supposed to be 9-12 pages. if i start it at 1, and average one page an hour, i'll finish that fucking thing no earlier than 10 pm. and like i said, i'm already crashing. AND, even if i somehow manage to do that, i still have a 10 page paper i should turn in today for another class. AND I HAVE ANOTHER EXAM TOMORROW MORNING WHICH I HAVEN'T STUDIED AT ALL FOR!!!

i have absolutely never in my life been so screwed with work. i don't even know how i procrastinated this badly, its incredible.

i'm pretty out of my mind right now. its sort of like being drunk, because it takes me like three times as long for things that happen to register in my mind, but yet i'm even less self aware than when i'm drunk. large intervals of time seem to fly by, yet when i concentrate the minutes seem to take a month each.

i feel like i'm the only person i know in the world awake right now. that's probably not true, but i'd kill for someone to talk to right now.

i thought of trying to take an hour nap, but instead i drank several cups of coffee. that nap would've been the worst idea since playing age of empires last nihgt. or whatever fucking night that was. my conception of days is so off right now.

my music still sounds really good.

i should return to studying conlaw

in the yearbook this year, in the caption of the sophomore class council picture, my roommates name appears as "Christ Hollon"

i just ran like 5 miles on the trails behind st. mary's

earlier this morning i ran about 2 other miles, to Moose Krause Field, St. Joe's High School, through Holy Cross and St. Mary's and back here, and played a little lacrosse.

i'm freaking spent

i just turned around and its light outside all of a sudden. watching the sunrise after seeing it set is something i never get used to.

i'm writing a paper

this is bordering on torture. absolutely the worst all nighter i have ever gone through.

i've been supposed to keep a diary for one of my classes for a while now. i just started tonight. i just sorta started writing in my notebook and stuff came pouring out of me until i had filled three pages.

i wish i had that much to say about Locke's views of liberty and my evaluation of them.

When I first met Mary, I got that old fashioned romantic feeling, where I'd do anything to bone her...

well i'll be damned, there's the first easter post...

i just made a huge post about yesterday's Easter Beer Hunt but it failed to publish. SIIIIIIIGH

anyway, this one will be better. Easter was wonderful...the Masses i've gone to this weekend, from Tenebrae on thursday through the Vigil on Saturday, have been some of the most beautiful I've seen. I guess anything is more beautiful in the Basilica. Every time I'm in that building I notice new artwork or architecture. Its the most complex building I've ever seen.

It wasn't so bad staying around here for Easter. The four day weekend was VERY relaxing, and most of my friends were still on campus this year.

Then there was the Easter Beer Hunt...I heard stories of it last year, but I was in Texas and missed it. Its sort of a Stanford tradition (Stanford guys host it every year, but anyone can participate). The plan is for some guys to hide a bunch of painted beer cans all over a certain area of campus, and everyone picks them up like an Easter Egg Hunt before going to TC to drink their beers and the keg that's at the party. But this year, as we were all waiting at the appointed fountain for the signal to start the hunt, some guys came over and told us the gig was up; there was a rector and a rectress standing on and watching the quad where all the beer was. At first they were just telling us to go home, or straight to TC, but then one guy started reasoning that if we all just made a run for it, grabbed as many beers as possible, and didn't stop running til we got to TC, most of us would not get caught. Soon there was a mass of 30-40 students pouring over the quad, scooping up beers from trees, bushes, and satellite dishes. I heard a few girls got caught, but overall the hunt was a success.

My friends and I, not really wanting to go to TC nor get caught, casually strolled through the quad and picked up a couple beers each. I got one with a cow and mushroom painted on it. John got one that says "stellar."

It was pretty cool, but it sucks that the authorities might catch on to the wonderful Stanford tradition of the Easter Beer Hunt.

This Easter weekend has been amazing. I've never been to more beautiful Masses than the ones in the Basilica from Thursday through the Vigil on Saturday night. In a way, it was actually nice to stay on campus for Easter. I missed my family, but the break was relaxing and even invigorating.

Last night was the Easter Beer Hunt. Its kind of a Stanford tradition (Stanford guys host it) but other people participate. We were all told to meet at a certain North Quad war memorial fountain at 11 30. Then we'd get a signal that the beers were hidden (on the 'quad' in between the library and two Mod Quad dorms) and the hunt was on. But instead, after waiting by the fountain for a few minutes, we were informed that the gig was up. A rector and a rectress were standing where the beers were hidden, and if they hadn't already seen people placing them they would surely see us picking them up. For a moment it seemed like the whole thing was gonna be cancelled, but then another one of the hosts started telling people that if we all just ran through, grabbed what we could, and continued on to TC, nobody would catch us. Actually he said most of us would get through, a few would probably be caught. So all of a sudden there was a group of 30-40 students sprinting across campus, grabbing beers out of trees, behind bushes, and on top of satellite dishes. My friends and I weren't planning to attend the party at TC, so we casually strolled through, grabbed a few beers each, and made our way back to Stanford. We really just wanted to see the whole thing, and to have a few cans as souvenirs. The cans are all painted in various ways; I got a sweet one with a cow and a mushroom, John got one that says 'Stellar'. A bunch of them say "DC" but we have no idea what that means.

Damn, this was a long post just about the Easter Beer Hunt. I hope no authority figures read it...it works every year because, at least until those Rectors, no one really knew it happened.

I'm going to change my blog address. Some people read this who I don't want to.

Alfie came up to visit this last weekend which was sweet! He was here for St. Patrick's Day, which made the whole weekend feel like a 4 day weekend.

Spring Break was awesome

John and Chris came home with me to Texas. We went up to Austin (Alfie came too, which was cool after we mixed up the dates of our spring breaks - we have different conceptions of what exactly constitutes the first week of the month) and hung out with the Castilian girls. We walked around sixth street the first night which is always crazy to see. The awesome street artist who paints with spraypaint and fire was there. The next night we ate dinner with my cousin Lou and his friends at a 'Southern' restaurant. I had chicken-fried steak, cheese grits, black-eyed peas and corn bread. Mmmmmmm. Then we went to a country dance hall...there were lots of old people and not quite enough girls but it was still really fun. I like two-stepping. Chris got a kick out of the singer's outrageous sequined Texas flag vest. On Sunday we drove out to San Antonio. Alfie and Alison had to go home early, but John and Chris and I stayed fairly late on the riverwalk/Alamo area and went to my cousins Kim and Danielle's place in San Marcos to spend the night. It was good to see all my cousins. And they are NOT as hot as John and Chris say they are, I promise. On Monday we swung by Austin again to take advantage of the beautiful day (it was a little rainy and slightly cold that weekend) by swimming in one of the spring pools. Then we drove home to Spring.

Monday night we met up downtown at Chuy's with some Notre Dame girls, and went bowling with them afterward.

Tuesday night we went to the Rodeo and saw Keith Urban.

Wednesday night we drove to South Padre, got to the beach at 5 AM and slept all morning. At Padre David and John and I played football on the beach against a member of the Dallas Cowboys (we looked him up online, its true). They had an awesome stage set up behind one of the hotels, and lots of company's had booths (Army, Trojan, Banana Boat, Coke, etc). There was a cool ropes course the Army had set up. It would have been cool to be there Sunday because I think some g-Unit was gonna perform.

We went down to Mexico to a club and to shop, that was a lot of fun of course.

i was listening to some music on my computer

then i walked into Freshman's room to return something he had lent me

when i came back to my room, i was going to get something else i had to return to him, but couldn't remember what it was. i stood in the middle of the room for a minute, turning around and scanning the room for whatever it was i was trying to find.

then i realized the end of Garbage - Temptation Waits was playing....the part where she repeatedly sings 'when i'm not sure what i'm looking for'

WHOA!

maybe there is a God after all

man oh man, lots of stuff has happened since i last posted.

alison came to visit, which was great, and we went to a pretty cool party on saturday night. it turns out this guy (who was celebrating his birthday, and who i know because he lives in sorin with david) is the grandson (or something like that) of the guy who owns corona. this kid is from monterrey, mexico. and he bought 30 cases of corona for his party, among other things. it was a good time.

the next weekend, this last weekend, i went to ohio again with chris and this time also with david. we were in cincinatti the first night, and visited chris's friend at Xavier University. the next night we were back in good ol' mcfarland at Miami of Ohio. it was a really good time too. i should have some pictures up soon.

i'll also post some pictures of myself after falling out of my loft. i always thought i would kill myself if i ever fell, and i guess i came close. i'm gashed up. the scary thing is, not only did i wake up screaming in the middle of the night, fall/dive out of bed, and run out of the room...i also slept through 3 phone calls, repeated soundings of my alarm, and didn't remember the whole affair until chris reminded me in the morning. it woulda been cool/creepy to wake up with cuts and bruises all over myself, and not have a clue where i got them.

i've started playing the freshman next door's guitar, and i pretty much have 'good riddance' down.

i can't wait for spring break. its gonna be awesome. and then three days after i get back here, alfie flies into chicago. its gonna be a good st. patrick's day.

alex, get your ass into purdue, or at least up for a visit sometime.

my computer has been having some pretty massive problems.

after reinstalling windows, twice, the computer was still crashing less than a minute after i started it. the third time work, after i unpartitioned the hard drive.

but now, SOMEHOW, i've already gotten a virus. i was in the middle of getting used to Mozilla Firefox when it started messing up a lot, so I'm back to good ol' Internet Explorer for now.

but my internet is barely working. I'll solicit professional help tomorrow.

today has been a very shitty day.

the Boston College game tonight was AMAZING

Boston College came here undefeated, with a 20-0 record. the first Big East team to ever start that well. and we thoroughly spanked them. We chanted "Twenty, clap-clap, and One, clap-clap" from about an hour before game time, all the way through the game. The cheer alone made the news. We chanted "Backup College" (13 guys in the front row also had one letter each of that phrase on their backs), and the looks we got from the BC bench were priceless. Its pretty nice when not only do you ruin their thus far perfect season, you make fun of the fact that their school wants to be yours in every way. As the old joke goes :

What do BC students have that ND students don't?
- Rejection letters.

We sat on the third row, painted our bodies and faces, and appeared on ESPN2. Usual basketball fun.

I'm just to the right of this picture, and I recognize a couple people in it. We stormed the court of course. This time I didn't actually knock down any ushers, though I had to manhandle a few to get by.

We are ND. And sometimes its just so nice.

I just remembered, I'm supposed to be keeping a journal for my j/d/g diaries class. I should be writing in there instead of here.

for most of this year, I've been obsessively filling my time with things intended to leave me with a good feeling of 'accomplishment.'

whenever i spend a few hours not accomplishing something, I feel almost worthless and like I've let down expectations of what I should be doing.

I guess this has all lead to me doing more stuff; I've gotten more involved in Student Government both within my Hall and for the Class. I'm doing a couple intramural sports, I'm getting better grades and keeping better tabs on extracurricular academic stuff.

but I really don't find it as easy to relax anymore. maybe its good, maybe its bad, but I'm ALWAYS thinking of what I could be doing that's more productive, then if I don't do that, I feel bad.

I'm gonna go with this template for a while. I like the simple look, and I can't find a way to get the old color changing one to work, so this'll have to do.

I just went down to the washing machines in the basement, looking for a load of laundry I left in a dryer at least 4 days ago. It was all in the lost and found bucket, but I think I picked it all out. Hopefully I'm not forgetting some really awesome shirt down there.

We went to Canada last night, and it was awesome. I couldn't believe all of the things that happened to us in a span of less than 24 hours. There were clubs (both dance clubs and ones for 'gentlemen'), bars, and a really cool casino. Unlike my friends, I actually won some money at the Roullette table, which was such a great feeling I'm probably hooked on gambling for the rest of my life.

I wish I could write about the awesomeness of the clubs, but I'll have to tell you in person. Alex and Alfie, expect a call from me tomorrow.

Windsor is awesome, and I wanna go back sometime this semester. With a little luck the whole trip can be paid for by a few lucky bets.

I'm excited about Spring Break, and about the cruise to Mexico at the beginning of the summer.

Hell, I'm even excited about finishing "The Godfather: Part II" tomorrow. Life is good.

It'd be cool to be a really badass constitutional lawyer someday. I would go for that.

i really want to play snow football soon

we're going to Canada on friday. their laws are cooler.

john and chris are coming home with me on spring break, and the week we have planned will rule big time.

on friday night we got buried with quite a bit of snow. Last week one day it was 0 degrees out, with a wind chill of like 9 below. so its very wintery around here.

Last night, there was an event called Late Night Olympics. Stanford wound up blowing pretty hard on most events. Chris and I were the only two members of the wiffleball team to show up less than 15 minutes late. We did kayaking, and did pretty well but came in like 4th place. Kickball was really really fun though. It was basically my section (4th floor) that represented the dorm, and we made it all the way to the semifinals. Our first game was at 10:50, so I got to ice skate on the hockey rink a little before, and we finished a little before 2. If we had won again we wouldn't have gotten home til like 3, so it was aiiiight.

I'm really looking forward to a game of snow football in the next few days, and a trip to Lula's (Cafe) for many hours of tea/coffee-filled studying.

I really don't like Sorin. Next to Zahm, EASILY the gayest dorm on campus. Except for David, and Tony. If Lopez ever tries to drink my damn gatorade again, he'll get more than a few shoves.

why the hell does it say this post was published by joe thatcher?

I was tidying up the blog when I ACCIDENTALLY DELETED MY TEMPLATE. Although it isn't on blogger anymore, I know the website of the programmer so hopefully I can get this little problem fixed. This will have to do for now.

I have a new addiction.

NCAA Football 2005...I'm Arkansas, John is Virginia Tech, Chris is Miami(OH). We all chose 2nd tier teams for the fun of building them up into national powerhouses.

Playing an average of 2 season games a day has a downside though. I have a lot of reading due for Constitutional Law, Jewish/Dutch/German Diaries, Philosophy and Arabic writing practice at the very beginning of this week.

Ah, the ever-present contradiction of the fun side of college and the work side.

the last few days, now that i think of it, have been pretty damn productive for me. I've spent most of my time getting tons of things organized. I've been doing readings for classes not due til next week. And yet because i've also had time to workout every day, and start a dynasty on NCAA and play half the season, I've felt like I've been goofing off a lot and wasting some extra time.

My days have just been so damn long. Today for instance...I finished class at 3:15. The only class I have tomorrow is my 11:45. There are quite a few hours between the two. Even now, at 1:30, I could go to sleep and easily wake up a few hours before my first class. And beyond that class is a whole damn weekend!

On the downside of all this, there are quite a few things I need to get done and haven't. I should plan a dance for somewhere around mid-february. And my damn car is broken to the point I'm afraid it must be fixed, no matter the cost. My driver seat (electronic) now won't slide back from the steering wheel. And it was a little too close when it got stuck, so it sucks ass. Also my computer randomly begins a "physical memory dump" and gives me a crappy blue screen every once in a while. I wanna get that and some other glitches fixed.

My professor for Jewish, Dutch, and German Diaries is in Germany. Go figure. But as I was informed by a quirky British grad student wearing yellow pants and a brown sport coat, I don't have to go to that class until next Tuesday. I have about 150 pages to read for it though. And oddly enough, it isn't the Diary of a Young Girl.

I'll have to keep a diary of my own, of which 10-15 pages of my choosing will be shared with the class. This is supposed to enrich my understanding of the diary genre. Maybe I'll use my blog.

My books for Arabic open the opposite way from every other textbook I've ever had. I keep turning it over to find the front cover because it feels so backward. How can a society expect to progress when even its language is backward?

Just kidding. I like Arabs and their Arabicness more than most people I know.

On the drive back up to school, I felt like I kept eating super-sized meals. The first night, in the hotel, we went for that 5-5-5 deal from Domino's and each ate a medium pizza. The next morning, after searching in vain for McDonald's breakfast (at like noon) and even telling one drive-thru attendant she should seriously consider serving breakfast later in the day, we ordered a 24-pack "Steamer" from Krystal. Krystal is kind of like White Castle, in that they make small square burgers. So we each ate 8 for lunch.

It was cool in the hotel because I brought my tv and Xbox into the room, so we were watching SportsCenter on the room tv and playing NCAA on my stuff right next to it.

I'm starting to think I much prefer driving up to school to flying.

woooooooo

update from U of H

alfie and i finally just saw 'what the bleep do we know'

it was good

we saw a crazy ass accident on the way home, with an excursion flipped onto its side. i have dramatically narrated video

i hope when i see the movie with my dad it'll make a little more sense. alfie said his second time seeing it was much clearer.

i can't wait for christmas

this has been both my best and worst semester since coming to notre dame

parts of it have been really good, while parts have been pretty crappy

ne'er was a truer post writ, i dare say

hooooooly shit, its 6
i'm nearing the halfway mark
sorta
christ
time seriously flies from 4 am to 8 am

its already 5 22, but it doesnt feel so late AT ALL

my paper is due in just over 4 hours...i have class in 3, and i'm not even halfway done

its moments like these when i wonder how the hell i'm ever gonna write my senior thesis

pain sucks

they say pain helps us avoid hurting ourselves. for instance, if i put my hand on a hot stove, the pain will tell me to quickly remove my hand before its damaged by the heat.

but couldn't there be a more intelligent way for my hand to tell my mind to tell my hand to move? couldn't it be a more humane message than the utter unpleasantry of my searing skin?

who wouldn't know that a stovetop would damage their hand anyway? pain is outdated in modern society

lighters are amazing

i love the fact that for around 79 cents i can take fire with me wherever i go

imagine going back in time and distributing lighters to cave men

on second thought it probably wouldn't have changed very much, they'd just shit their pants with excitement

i've been such a wuss lately

always complaining and whining about the work i have to do, staying up all night, the stress, etc.

maybe the way to deal with stress is to not be a little bitch

My jeans are so dirty that when I just put my hands on my thighs I felt dried crustiness on both pant legs. When I look down I see at least five different colors of stains.

But they're jeans, so it really doesn't matter at all.

I've come to like Portuguese music a lot lately. And as of tonight, Latin music.

Nothing says Christmas like Veni, veni Emmanuel.

I have reached a new low in procrastination. I just watched most of Ali G's In Da House (all the way to the end) instead of writing a paper I should've finished last night.

I keep finishing up something big i have to do, then taking a break from things and relaxing, only to finish relaxing and realize I've let more stuff pile up on my list of things to do.

I honestly wish I've been studying harder lately more because of the stuff I could be learning but am'nt, rather than out of concern for my grades. My grades are ok. They could be a lot better. But I've hit a ceiling it seems and its gonna take a lot to break through.

Next semester I'm going for really great grades. Better use of my time. Better all around everything.

my friends are being niggers right now. even though you say i'll wanna change this post tomorrow, i indeed shan't.

alfie's blog is way better than mine

http://www.alfie.blogspot.com

Thanksgiving break was awesome

i thoroughly enjoyed driving my uncle's new G35, eating a lot of really great food the whole weekend, seeing my family I haven't seen in months, and talking religion/politics/philosophy with my dad, uncles, and cousin outside while the chiminea burned for hours. I even got to sit at the adult table this year. BEST THANKSGIVING EVER.

it was also great to see all my friends. except for hurting alex's jaw and heel and my knuckles and knee in a moment of idiocy we had fun.

it was soo nice to feel the heat of the sun and the 65 degree heat of Texas for a few days.

for now i have to write a paper. look forward to many coming pictures posted on this blog, i now have them hosted online so its only a matter of time.

also, i'm joining facebook on December 1st. i finally broke.

i've gone to bed at 6:30, 5:30 and 6 the last three nights respectively

i've been really out of it all day today

I can't decide what I think should be done about the situation in Sudan.

Thousands upon thousands of people are dying at the hands of racist military extremists. There is clearly a 'good' side and a 'bad' side in the conflict... innocent people are being slaughtered by violent guerrillas.

The UN hasn't done much about it.

Many people in the US are calling for action. International intervention has been successful in fairly similar cases recently, most notably in Kosovo and Bosnia.

But GOD FORBID a single innocent civlilian is killed by our military action rather than by the combat already engulfing the country. What right do we have to meddle like that? Of course it would be far worse for a few people to be killed by our efforts to save thousands than it would be for thousands to be killed by our inaction. Maybe we should just let thingss play out as they will...those people don't need us and our pigheaded selfish goals.

I dunno.

The Bush administration should not bear all nor even most of the blame for the failure to find WMD in Iraq. The government did not create the claim that our intelligence showed Saddam to have WMD and then use that as a reason for invading Iraq.

In reality, the ENTIRE world, Europe, the UN, the United States, and surely plenty of Kurds and Kuwaitis knew that Iraq had weapons of mass destruction. Chemical and biological weapons were without a doubt (the UN/Europe agrees) manufactured extensively in Iraq in the late 80s and early 90s and were probably used in the Gulf War (when Iraq invaded Kuwait for oil money). Newer reports say that Gulf War Syndrome, previously thought to have been caused by purely psychological factors, is most likely the result of exposure to chemical weapons.

The failure of the global intelligence community, the US included, had nothing to do with unsupported belief in WMD. The United Nations believed firmly even at the time of the coalition invasion that Saddam was running WMD programs and already possessed considerable stockpiles.

In truth, of course, Saddam had destroyed most and hidden some of those stockpiles. BUT HOW WAS ANYONE TO KNOW? Iraq spit in the face of the United Nations by banning weapons inspectors who could've realized what was going on and called off the global alarm over Saddam's WMD. But obviously that was not what Saddam wanted. He knew that the world was fully aware of his WMD, and even as he was destroying his weapons he wanted to maintain that image rather than make his pseudo-compliance with UN restrictions known. He took it a little too far by calling the Coalition's bluff, probabaly thinking he could refuse to let the UN inspectors into his country without consequence, as he had done for several years.

Kofi Annan is a pussy not fit to lead one of [what could be, but sadly isn't] the most powerful organizations in the world. Saddam Hussein was a power-lusting illegitimate dictator who endlessly fucked over his people, his neighbors, and the entire world. If Annan is replaced (ideally by an American), both of these men will have gotten what they deserve.

The entire world recognized the danger posed by Saddam Hussein, realized he took no heed of their threats and pleas, and yet the United States, Britain, Spain, and their allies were the only ones to do anything at all about it. If they acted on false facts, it was not because of failures of intelligence nor overactive imaginations. Saddam Hussein brought this on himself, and thanks largely to the Bush administration, he now stands as an example of how NOT to be a world leader. If the strong leadership role America has taken in the world remains consistent, not only do I believe the anarchic world political system will benefit from a strong and ethically fair (relatively, i'm not stupid) hegemon, but I think this will be the way our time will be remembered.

just because i don't wear a cheap yellow bracelet around my wrist doesn't mean that i support cancer.

my study abroad applications are due tomorrow

alex, if you get into purdue i think you should come.
mostly because i don't know anyone very well at purdue, and you would add an entire campus to my 'places i can hang out without feeling queerly out of place' list.

also, the football program kicks the shit out of embry riddles, year after year.

and purdue is a more macho name than embry riddle.

and i could make fun of you by chanting "Pur-DONT" after we beat you.

and oh yeah, there are actually girls at purdue and notre dame...ones that don't derive their names from the tatoos on their chests.

lets face it, flyin a plane is flyin a plane. they always say any five year old can do it right? they have plenty of planes at a big name school like purdue.

this season has been...weird

we've beaten two awesome top ten teams, only to lose to teams we should've easily beaten. the loss to purdue was understandable, but when we can beat Tennessee in their own intimidating stadium there's no reason we should lose to BYU and their wives.

since we capped things off at home with a truly heartbreaking and undeserved loss to unranked Pitt, I'd say we're poised to beat #1 USC in sunny California next week. mark my words.

my blog post countered has been stuck at 1,086 for a long time now. maybe that's the highest it can count.

today i dropped my dad off for a 6:55 flight out of South Bend. he arrived in Chicago at 6:48

i still need to go see what the ()*^*&%(^% do we know. i want to, desperately

I need to do so much

I need to catch up on some random late stuff for Portuguese

get all of my study abroad applications including teacher recommendations and department approval signatures finished and turned in by Nov. 15th (yet to decide my first choice location)

register for classes on the 18th, meaning I need to not only plan out my schedule pretty damn exactly for the next two and a half years, but also get advisors for each of my majors and get their permission for certain classes. i have only a vague idea of what i'll be taking even this spring.

do all of the first 7 programs for the semester in my computer applications class. i should've had them in last monday.

plan the Stanford Hall formal dance for November 20th.

keep up with random committments like Sophomore Class Council.

actually start working at Catering by Design

and most importantly not let one of a million little details and obligations fall through the cracks.

Instead of allll this, my time lately has been taken up by working out, orchestra shows, trips to Miami of Ohio, a Green Day/New Found Glory/Sugarcult concert at U. of Illinois-Chicago, and this next weekend my Dad is coming to visit for the Pitt game and I'd like to have some time to relax.

so this is why my life has been a rollercoaster of completely stressed/completely awesome for a while

eh, its fun

LIFE IS TOO INSANELY BUSY RIGHT NOW

i've been having a really great time lately, but i also keep getting stressed out of my mind

that's all the effort I feel like puting into el bloggo for now

dayam

i only post during all nighters

tonight i'm in pretty deep...i didn't realize how behind i was on my paper until earlier this afternoon. i actually started my research earlier than usual, but it took me forever to find a topic for this one. the assignment was to apply a few the theories or concepts we've learned in my IR class so far to ANY current or historical political event.

i finally settled on the Suez War (Israel invaded Egypt in 1956 for a bunch of reasons) and i gotta say studying this has felt really rewarding. i've learned A LOT tonight.

the problem is i've learned too much. anything beyond five pages that i turn in won't even be read, and its hard to fit everything i want to say (and the required quotes, etc) into such a short space. and for some reason i feel like what i have written is a lot less clear than my usual writing, and that i might've gotten too far into detail in some places and not far enough in others when trying to support my points.

hopefully its good and im just being too picky.

i wish it was due friday and i could re read it all after i slept.

i need to get better about pacing out my work.

its still hard for me to be a good damned average student here

i need better grades

I really can't see why someone would want to be anything but Republican.

I hate abortion.

I feel like I'm awake more than most people.
So many nights my entire buddy list will be 'attempting sleep' or 'dreaming the night away' while I'm starting a paper.

Restless tonight, cuz i wasted the light....sigh.

if only i wrote papers a day earlier than i do...i could actually take advantage of office hours for once in my life

pulling all nighters makes you realize how freaking long people really sleep. i feel like chris has been laying there for a ridiculous amount of time just doing nothing.

i want the superpower of not having to sleep much, but always being fully refreshed with my adenosene accumulation at ZERO at all times

i hate louis farrakhan
maybe even more than i hate muhammad ali
but not quite as much as malcom x

you'd think that at 4 47, having 4 hours and 45 minutes left until class, i'd be content with having 4 pages of a 6-7 page assignment written.

but because i still haven't really responded to over half the writing prompt i still feel like theres a ton to do.

and i feel like i should've done this sooo much earlier

fuck, why i am writing in the blog instead of word

i need to start working harder

i feel like i could develop some real talent in certain areas if only i worked harder at learning the ins and outs of the subjects i love.

and the worst of it is, there are people who are working so much harder than me.

I'm always amazed by the insight of the ancient Greek philosophers. what i mean is, their ideas are always surprisingly pertinent to even our times today.

i dropped my first class today....my career development seminar. i was hoping to get lots of good guidance from that course.

my future looks pretty grim.

What happened to the days when Michael Moore would be denounced as an unAmerican piece of shit?

by EVERYONE

I'm not gonna lie, seeing pictures of Americans and other hostages being killed by Iraqi militants after kidnappings makes me want to murder Iraqi people right in front of those hostage takers.

It would feel good to beat the living shit out of one of those assholes. I would enjoy every bit of the gore of beating the life out of him, and would hope every Islamic extremist would watch me do it.

I always think about how badass it would be if somehow one of the hostages overpowered the Iraqis on camera, and a video existed showing the prisoners killing the people who were about to kill them.

Earlier today some friends and I were discussing the differences in state law regarding your right to shoot someone breaking into your home. I feel proud that Texas has the sense to allow me to shoot anyone on my property. I don't care how well armed he is, if someone decides to break into my home in the middle of the night, no matter what his intentions, I would have no reservations with shooting him, or even killing him.

Enough violent ranting for one day.

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