Where, oh where, did my life go?


Obviously somewhere else. Oh well, I guess you've gotta roll with the punches. Keep on truckin', bitches!

It's ok...don't let Whitey keep ya' down!


Instead, rise up against Him in a bloody revolt, leaving a trail of bodies and burning buildings behind you.


I'm kinda drugged up.

Sometimes I wish that I could just smack somebody.



Smack!
Elliot: Ow!

Mark=fucked up motherfucker. For real.

No! Pick me! Pick me!

[pause]

You bitch!

Oooh! Ooooh! I got it! Pick me! Pick ME!

Tell your friends; tell your enemies; tell that monstrosity you call a momma--Mark and Josh are running for Jones Secretary!

Slogan: East meets West means we're the best!

Magic +10? Pretty sweet, especially for a character THAT DOESN'T USE MAGIC. We'll see how you fare when I'm laying waste to your realm with my racket of +10 Asskickin' and you're casting what I'm sure is a very nice Cure spell every 20 seconds or so.

Suck nuts indeed.

Final Fantasy:CC ownz ju!

Aww...look how cute my google toolbar is!!!

Happy Single Awareness Day!

No fucking way!!! No fucking way!!!

I just talked to Ilana about the lab position that I'm about to take, and it's me, in a lab, watching pornography.

Okay, I'm not going to overdramatize it. It's actually me watching people watching pornography, but that's not the point (and if you think it is, you got serious problems...). The fact of the matter still stands that I get to watch porn, and next semester will be getting paid 9 bucks an hour.
To watch porn.

Ain't life grand?

Mao Zedong was fucked up on so many levels. That bitch decides his government is made up of capitalists and has turned its back on the Revolution, so he tells the entire nation to rise up and create ANOTHER revolution. This basically means that anyone successful is about to get fucked up the ass sideways. He basically gave military support to a bunch of undersexed and repressed 14-year-olds, who end up using the facade of revolution to beat the shit out of their mean high school teachers and ripping the flesh off of old men. And the scale on which this shit occurs is unimaginable. My roommate said it reminded him of Ashton Kutcher beating George Bush to a pulp with a chair. Yeah bitch, you just got punkd. Mao created quite possibly the worst mechanism of social reform in the history of everything ever.

There's this alarm clock going off down the hall.

It happens every day.

From 8:00 in the morning to 2:00 in the FUCKING afternoon.

I'm about to go and split some wigs.

*cacophony of wig-splitting*

Okay...Jesse done with ORGO; Mark done with...well, everything, I guess--
There's no reason for no new posts.

POST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! My life is boring without blogs to read!

Gotta post, gotta post, gotta post gotta post...

I'm a curbside prophet, with my hand in my pocket, waiting for my rocket to come.

DUM dum, dumdumdum, DUM dum, dumdumdum

Is it just me, or has Mark lost his fucking mind?

Oh?

I don't know about anyone else, but this was one of the fuckin' weirdest weekends ever.

Aha. Hung over I am not! But I havent seen Jesse yet, and what with all the alcohol he smelled last night, I bet he was a little more than tipsy. See, Jesse must be one of those "nose drunks" where their alcohol intake devices are situated a couple inches higher than their mouths. I am led to believe this because he said that he was going to "drink tonight" and "not take shots" in the same sentence. Then I caught him smelling his vodka shot and putting it back down before we left.

Pussy.

Congratulations to Jason, who will probably look ridiculously hung over the next time I see him!




Oh yeah...Fuck Sweden.

Assholes.

5:17. Another page done. Fuck. You. Japan.

(and Sweden.)

Peace.

3:17. One page finished. Also, finished studying about Swedish social and economic policy. Yeah, I know what you're thinking. "Sweden? Where the fuck is Sweden?" I don't know really, except that it hangs off the tip of Scandinavia like an upside-down middle finger, taunting me, urging me to kill. Yeah, we should of totally conquered that one too. Goddamn Swedes with their snow and their short pants and their meatballs. Listen Sweden, you fuck with me again and I'll seriously bust a cap in your Alpine ass six ways to Sunday.

Peace.

Hey it's Jason, perennial (piano) playah and all around master of dizaster. Just rolling down the street, smoking indigo, sippin on gin and juice. Actually its 2:00 in the morning and I am beginning my history paper. Meh, it's only four pages on Meiji government reform. I'm an Asian Studies major and all, so YAY JAPAN VICTOLY and all, but at times like this I start to think that, honestly, we should have just conquered that motherfucker.

Anyways, Peace.

The Shocker. Represent.