papers

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ahh the weekend..... why am i in the library

so the weekend started off well. jew and i went to see the ne bond flick. it was good. daniel craig is a better bond that pierce brosdan, or however his name is spelled. then we went to the bar for a bit to see if we could find any skeezers, but i know better than that. so, we decided to smoke some bigass cigars until 3 am. good night. then saturday morning at 9 fucking 30 am blake calles and says come over, cook out, drink beer, watch game, etc etc etc. im in. get to his house. we eat and i start drinking around noon. i only brought a sixer because i did want to get wasted. but luckily there is a liquor store within drinking and driving distance, so refills were ample. we watched like 8 football games and a ppv boxing match that ended in 2 rounds. many beers, a couple caucasions, and a couple cocktails later, we end up at the bar. a couple skeezers tried to take home me and brent, but that didnt work in their favor. it was funny. so, im fucking wasted, get home somehow, dhall and glad brad and mal come over and im passed out, but i wake up. try to find milk to make a caucasion, but there is none. not that i need to be drinking any more by this point. at some point i pass out and wake up in my bed ass early, to some text messages from this girl that my friend kristen wants to hook me up with. at some point yesterday i got her number and sent her a text message. so today i convince her that i am a guy she took home from a bar. its been quite entertaining. now, im posted up in the library waiting for jodi's ass to get here so we can do some research. mal's old roommate ashley is sitting 2 tables away and i've forgotten how smoking hot she is. god

im thinking about...

thanksgiving. i cannot wait for a day of complete and utter worthlessness. thanksgiving is one of my most favorite times, at least every other year. thursday i go to my parents house, eat turkey all day and be completely fucking worthless. turkey has typtophan in it, which is an amino acid that makes you sleep. however, it only makes you sleep when taken by itself, not as part of a complex protein. so what really makes me sleepy after i eat are all the carbs and branched-chain amino acids. either way, its awesome. i love thanksgiving. the next day i get to drive to little rock for the game and see how drunk i can get for the football game.

woo pig

#5 baby

last night, and yes there is punctuation

Last night at OMC some random dude tried to pick a fight with me. I've never met this guy, no fucking clue who he is. I'm sitting at a table with 10 other guys, and he comes over and says, "Hey did you used to go out with Jessica Simpson?" I respond, "Maybe, why?" He asks, "Is your name Shannon?" I respond, "Maybe, why?" He says, "I've got a message for you, she doesnt like you any more." I laugh and say ok. My initial thought was to say, "Well ya, we broke up" or "Thats funny, since I fucked her 3 days ago." Anyway, he goes back over to where his two buddies are. I decide to go find out who this guy is. I say something along the lines of who the fuck are you and what makes you think you can come over and interrupt me and disrespect me and blah blah blah. His two friends are slightly larger than me but at this point I don't really care. He gets up in my face and shit and tells me he is going to slap me silly. I, of course, bait him and stick out my cheek and tap it and tell him to please slap me silly, and that he can have a free shot, then I can beat the shit out of him and claim I was defending myself. As I turn sticking out my cheek I look over and see all 10 of the other people there standing up to come over and get my back. You guys are great. We almost had a nice little rumble in the bar, before the bouncer came and asked what was going on then kicked those 3 jokers out. The funniest part, was that the other 5 brothers there who would have already jumped in a started swinging were outside smoking. I got angry and drank a lot to get unangry, but that didn't work so much.

this hot girl

every time ive been to the library this semester i've seen this hot girl, who always smiles at me. she always has this big book of i dont know what that she is studying. she is cute. i've tried ot creep her on facebook but have been unsuccessful. I even saw her at the last home game. she was dressed up and looked very nice, but i dunno if she was dressed up because she is a sororistute or because she just likes to look good. nonetheless, im curious who this girl is. god i write more in my blog when im procrastinating.

clepto tendencies

so, these two guys here at the table next to me in hte library just left, for probably 15 minutes, then came back. i overheard part of their conversation about going to the sigma chi house so one of htem could see their cousin. there are only 2 other people nearby and they didn't ask those people or me ot watch their stuff. are these people naive, or just ignorant? they are lucky that i am a good person, otherwise i would have a nice new expensive ti calculator, a new backpack with several books, and some new sunglasses. i wonder if they are just too rich to even care? i was half tempted to take their calculator and just hide it to see how they reacted.

posted up

in the library, working on a paper, for a book that i've barely read, but what i've read of it is very good. its about the troubles in ireland in the 1980s. blowing people up and shit. i would have liked to live there i think. there were no laws or rules really. most people were afraid all the time, except those who got used to it, or those who blew shit up. i like to blow shit up. i wish i could put this in my paper. i need 3 and a half more pages, and its much easier to blog about sometihng to write a papaer about sometihng.