Bring me the disco king

I Saw my boss laugh till he turned red in the face today. If you knew the guy this was something that doesn't and never should happen. He's the kind of person you just get a vibe from that makes you feel uncomfortable.

I told him: "My friend and I think it will cool to see this pornography debate that the school is hosting, and we are expecting the two speakers to really go at it. Plus all the Bible-Thumpers will probably be there putting in their two cents. You know. Really see people at their worst."

I was trying to be only slightly comical, Boss thought this was hilarious and even, yes, stomped his foot on the ground a few times he was laughing so hard. I don't think I've seen anyone do that in person before. He looked uncomfortable; like he forgot how to laugh properly. Plus, it just wasn't that funny.

Smoking is gross.
311 will be here in exactly 2 weeks.
Harvey Birdman is hilarious.
Rumors can and will kick your ass if you are not careful.

piss...

couldn't sleep last night, i tried to go to bed at 1:30. but i couldn't get comfortable i guess, and then got angry because i had to be up at 8---which only made it worse. this is starting to happen more and more, and i've found that if i sleep opposite on my bed (that is my head goes where my feet usually are) that this sometimes works.

so the last time i remember seeing the clock it was 4. i am so furious in the mornings as it is; i absolutely loathe getting up at 7 or 8 every morning for work or class. i almost always wake up right before my alarm goes off, i squint at that red blur on my desk and see i have about 3 minutes before it sounds....and of course i can't go back to sleep because it's pointless, and so i force myself up and get ready.

as soon as i wake, i feel that i hate the world with every fiber of my body. my roomate used to comment on how pissed off i looked every morning after i rolled out of bed. i have no idea why i get so angry....i guess just because i hate that i have to be up and i know i won't be coming back home until nighttime.

even worse is i'm so dissoriented every morning as i get myself together and head out. i like to compare it to being drunk. i usually pack my books and set up my clothes for the next day the night before, so i don't have to think and fuck around with it the next morning. don't even get me started on putting my contacts in....that's a frickin mission in itself and i don't know how the hell i do that every morning.

i have to look both ways to cross the streets to class/work like 3 times for each street because i can't process when it's okay to go. several times i've tried to hand the clerk at the dining hall for breakfast my drivers liscense or credit card instead of my student ID. what the hell!?

long weekend

So Friday night my roomate and I played the role as chemists because we don't know how to mix drinks. Usually we have a case of beer and we start our evening slamming them down between laughs of Monty Python's Flying Circus episodes. But, this weekend all we were armed with was a massive amount of liquors that had to be mixed with either lemonade or hot cider. Nope, it was not that great. We had fun even though we didn't go out anywhere... I have a rule of only drinking on the weekends because that is MY TIME to cut loose.  And my grades are great so I don't feel bad, instead I feel entitled.


.....my roomate stayed up until 4am to see Sin City and he liked it. I thought that was cool because a lot of people for some reason can't get it through their heads that this 'film' does indeed kick ass.

Saturday consisted of throwing some snowballs at strangers in the apartment complex, watching the "top 100 videos" on google, and enjoying some olympic hockey. That night my roomate AJ and I watched more Monty Python episodes whilst drinking alcoholic chemicals, and then headed off to the Love Shack, (friends' house). -Enjoyed some beer pong and good company but for some reason I ended up finding myself walking home in the snow early to pass out at the apartment. Oh yes, on the way back I went to see my sister...instead met one of her friends...who fed me some frosted flakes she was carrying around?

Sunday...geez, I don't remember doing a damn thing during the day, but that night my roomate Josh made tortilla soup and invited some people over. Josh and I went to see Underworld 2, I liked it. Kate Beckinsdale is pretty. Once we got back Scott, AJ, and I hammered out like 9-10 beers in about 2 hours watching Adult Swim. For some reason watching funny shows makes you drink fast. Irony....most of us were dressed in pjs, which was appropriate being that the party was a 'pj party'.  I busted my ass twice on the ice outside, it was hilarious, only because I didn't hurt myself.

Monday was right out. You know, probably one of the best things about 3 day weekends is not just the fact that the weekend is longer but the work week is shorter and it seems to fly by. Reeses is the best candy ever.

just found out that my baseball team isn't going to play this weekend after all. i'm happy because that means i'm going to play in the snow here all weekend and watch monty python. anyway in one of my classes there is a professor who is a pretty bland guy. everyone knows this, especially in this class because this is an upper level class and you couldn't really be in there unless you have had this guy before. so during class this girl sitting next to me keeps muttering insults about him to me and begins trying to explain how dull he is. this is really lame because the significance of her observations are about as obvious as the smell of poop---and the professor, while lecturing, is looking right at me. i wanted to slap her bandana-wearing face and tell her to shut the hell up...i don't even think i did so much as look in her direction. i am so hardcore.

chapstick

well the laundry is taken care of, all 4 loads of it. unfortunately that was the only productive thing i could handle this weekend as i didn't go to a cemetery for my archaeology project, didn't play in the snow, and didn't prevent the Turks from taking over. oh well, at least i made it to Mass...by MYSELF. i dunno i've been going by myself all year, but it's starting to feel more and more like the idea of going to see a movie and eat dinner by yourself. know what i mean?


anyways, chapstick....so i found my chapstick in the laundry. i've been looking for this particular one for like a month. the funny thing is, i lose it all the time and it always turns up; which is why i've had this specific one for so damn long. i think i've had it a year and it still hasn't expired--but who gets the opportunity to have chapstick long enough to expire? i guess i'm weird. ehh that's nothing new. 


so what i DID do this weekend was watch some Monty Python's Flying Circus, The Life of Brian, and all 3 of Sam Raimi's Evil Dead movies. oh, by the way, how are you? you know, people should ask each other that more often and really mean it. i'm guilty of it. no one expects to hear anything different than an "ok" or "good" but does anyone really want to respect a person enough to hear how they really are? tsssss nope. so anyways: i'm alright i suppose, i'm getting by, taking things one day at a time as my mom always tells me. but i'm getting bored with the routine of working my ass off all week and then doing nothing particularly interesting on the weekends. just getting that off my chest.

note: need to do laundry...really badly

So I'm studying in my room and I hear: "FUCK! SON OF A BITCH" a period of silence and then....."FUCK YOU AREN'T EVEN TAXABLE DAMN IT" then a slam against the wall and table, and a peice of paper crumpled up and thrown against the wall. 


That's my roomie AJ getting pissed at his accountantcy homework because apparently he had done a lot of work on a form and then realized that party was tax exempt. Hah. Is that not funny? opp opp, there he goes again: "IDIOT, WHY DID I NOT SEE THAT, DAMN" .....hahaha. Tell me that's not funny!? Aghhh two tests in a row tomorrow and I'm working all on barely 4 hours of sleep the night before. Good job Ryan. 


Good thing is, Mondays I'm busy 7am - 6:00pm, Tuesdays 8am - 7pm, and Wednesdays 7am - 7pm. Now, what's good about this? Wednesday is over and my Thursdays and Fridays are easy and I actually get some time to be social and relax. Plus that's a nice way to prepare for the weekend no? I want to see some movies this weekend too and there is quite a bit I'd like to watch.....and I know at least my friend Josh wants to go.

where's my glasses?

i feel like crap, practice beat the hell out of me today....of course not falling asleep until 3am and waking at 7 doesn't help much either. oh well, 311 is coming to town March 8th which will rock being that they were like my first band i ever liked, and i know most their songs entirely. yeah i'm cool.
you know a kick ass movie? SE7EN. oh and Army of Darkness. i'm gonna chill and watch one....perhaps i'll over do it and see both....omg....i live so close to the edge! i should do hw.