18 Hours and 2 Naps Later...

Monday nights are so boring. Their is no good television on … well … CSI: Miami, but that’s a cut below the other stuff I usually watch. I’m so bored, I’m sitting here listening to my Police scanner. Their is a lot of screwed up stuff that goes on in our little town. The most memorable one I’ve ever heard was this one where the operator was like, “4-19 We have a report of a man...

A New Way...

I started classes today. Again. It was great. For the first time ever, I managed to have enough will power to go to bed at a reasonable hour. That meant that when I got up this morning, I didn’t feel like I got hit by a freight train. My communications class is awesome. 500 People who are just as indecisive as I am. Oh yeah, a ton of girls. I think the best part is that they all weren’t short blonds wearing...

The Cola Strikes Back...

News travels. Apparently big cups of soda have a vengeful side. I was eating a late dinner at a one Taco Bell on Morris Ave. Since Harry and Josh had their trays perpendicular to the table, I had to leave my tray tetering off of the lip of the table. At some point in the conversation, I had a revelation and it required me leaning in closer so as not to tip off people sitting in the other tables. At this juncture, the...