its official, i will be living with the 3 people i care least about: joe dooling, chris kinlin, and chris hamel. 908 Willis will be our room starting in september and until next september. gladly it is about 1238597243 times the size of the one in which i currently reside.

its days like this that remind me why i will never live in florida. the only good thing about the wicked hotness is the skimpy outfits that girls wear.

HOLY HOTTEST NIGHT EVER. sleeping when it is too hot out is not fun. we did get a pleasant chance to walk around last evening because it was still like 70 at 2 in the morning. i was on the schedule to work from 9-10 this morning. i did not go. im supposed to be doing my math homework right now. i am not. i think that it is even hotter outside than in my room which makes me think im going to catch on fire. i do not think i would enjoy that.

SkivvyStain18: eat a bowl of cock
SkivvyStain18: greaseteeth
Whitetrashkateer: I hate you

other interesting happenings last evening. there was a party on the roof of the shanty's next to our building. due to the fact that i live on the 5th floor and the roofs are lower we were able to bombard the unsuspecting partiers with bottles filled with water. imagine their surprise when bottles came crashing down on their heads. quite painful no doubt, but it was fun for us. i heard them scream something about the cops, and then i went back to my room. those poor bastards. while eating dinner tonight i saw "shakira", and we were all happy to notice she had one of those waist chains on. man i love those things. she is really really ridiculously good looking.

last night had great potential, and yet failed to meet those expectations. even though things didnt go down as planned, the night wasnt a total waste. oh well. redsox lost today. that sucks.