updates

so i havent updated this mother fucker in a good number of weeks. i must admit, its because i've been preocupied with getting drunk, having permiscuious sex (with only 1 girl of course), player poker, watching far too much tv, and last but not least, school and the assloads of work that accompanies it. fuck. i've been in the library 5 hours this evening. maybe i should have taken the job and not more school route. one of my contacts is fucked up, so im seeing a haze. i'll take them out tonight. i need to finish this fucking paper so far. it is complete and utter bullshit. im afraid i will get a terrible grade. there are some hot girls here at la bibliotecha tonight (that is spansih for library... thats right, im a spanish learning fucker). ok, back to the grind.

calm down

i need to calm down. i've been drinking too much lately, and not getting my shit done. as of late, i've slept very little in attempts to read all my requirements before my book report is due on friday. after 4 hours of sleep last night, it looks like i'll be getting very little for the rest of the week

i need a new alarm

as i wake up 15 minutes before class, so im 10 minutes late. at least i wasnt the last person here.

5 years ago

a lot of people died. i remember exactly what i was doing that day. i woke up early to go to class. after my shower, i always turned on the tv to watch the news. thats when i saw it. one smoking tower. the second soon to begin smoking. i didnt do shit for like 3 days except watch the news. classes were cancelled, and if they werent, all we did was talk about what had happened. gas prices soared to 1.90 at some stations. what we wouldnt give for that kinda of price now.

funny joke

Okay, so this man and his wife go on vaca in Isreal. While they were there, she died. The coronoer, or whatever they are called, was like, "You could have her shipped home for $5,000, or she can be buried here for much less than that." So the man though about it for a while and finally decided.

"I'll just have her shipped home."

"But sir, that'll cost more than just having her buried in the Holy Land. If you don't mind my asking, why would you spend $5,000 extra dollars to have the body shipped home when she could be buried here?"

The man responded:"Well sir, 2,000 years ago, a man died here, was buried here and 3 days later, he rose again. I just can't take that chance with my wife."

caffene free

so i've decided to once again stop drinking sodas. i will ween myself off of them slowly... dunno how well that will work out, but we'll see. i love coke.... i love the taste of it... i love everything about it. and dr pepper too. but fuck it, its bad for me. i will take caffene pills if i need to until i can stop drinking them. fuck, this is going to suck for 1 week... i will however, make an except for when i mix coke and rum. :)

acorn trees

today is the 2nd time i have been hit in the head with a fucking acorn from the acorn tree outside old main. i have half a mind to get wasted, come up here late at night, and cut that mother fucker down with a chainsaw.

new facebook

its extremely stalkerish, but i like being able to see what people are doing, without looking to see who has updated their profile or what not. i really dont care about all the stalker potential, i just like to have something to read.

what a fucking fag

this morning walking to class, i saw a guy wearing what looked like pink linen pants. maybe they weren't linen, but nonetheless, he was wearing pink pants, and a function t-shirt. fratdaddy.com and facebook has totally changed the way people dress. all i can say is, what a fucking fag. seriously? pink pants? go fuck youself

i've changed

i'm not 100% sure why i changed my old blog to this new and improved one. most things, im really not concerned with who reads what. there are just some people who should no longer get to read this. if you are reading it, then you are obviously not one of those people. feel free to give this to all the people who you know read my previous blog, unless otherwise specifically instructed not to do so.