Saturday, June 01, 2002

today i saw the lovely kaitlin in a lovely bikini. i was in heaven. i also saw the lovely amy, in wollastons, though i didnt talk to her.
watched the ball games last night with jay. we polished off a 30 rack and a 40 which was pretty drunken for all of us. the games didnt really go as well as i had hoped. the celtics lost, and the redsox won though it was rained out for awhile so i couldnt watch it. the lakers won, and so did the redwings. i guess im only angry about the celtics. all the other ones went well.

Friday, May 31, 2002

despite the fact that i have played fly the copter about 600,000 times my high score still isnt over 1600. what the hell. i skipped my final two classes of freshman year today. oops.
today is the second day in a row that i have worn boxers. i think i will go back to none for tomorrow though. we are taking all of the stuff off of our walls and the room looks really empty and stupid. i just watched ace ventura and i have decided that i love that movie. i just realized the other day that i dont know how i am getting home after school is over. my father, who normally takes care of transporting me, will be in New York for 2 weeks starting tomorrow so he will be unable to do it, and my mother refuses to drive in boston. she took me here at the beginning of the year and nearly started crying cause she couldnt deal with driving in the city. so, if anyone is driving to northern new hampshire next friday lemme know. haha, my current plan is to rent a U-Haul and drive my own sorry ass back home. stupid parents.

Tuesday, May 28, 2002

i havent worn boxers for the last 3 or 4 days. its just been me and my mesh shorts. so if you have seen me since late friday night, there has been only a thin layer of fabric between you and my penis. i laugh at all of you and your stupid undergarments.
this weekend was, ummm, interesting. ill avoid the 2 issues that cause anger and hatred and keep my entries as light and happy as possible. i didnt drink as much as i had wanted to this weekend. at one point i had 6 different kinds of beer in my fridge. i think im down to 3 or so now. at the baseball game on saturday, i was pretty tipsy when my brother showed up. we drank some more beer before heading out. he brought me up a 6 pack of his beer (he brews it in his apartment). it is quite good. the ball game was great. i got to shout from the bleachers like a drunken moron. here are some of the things that i caught coming out of my mouth:
David Wells is Fat!
David Wells has low moral standards!
Gerald Williams sleeps with hookers!
Derek Jeter likes little boys!
David Wells rapes farm animals!
Giambi takes it in the tailpipe!
Hey asshole in rightfield, I bet you wish you didnt suck!
Bernie Williams touches 8 year olds!
I HATE ALL OF YOU ASSHOLES!
it was a good game. the evil sun scorched me however, and i paid the price for wearing no shirt. that big bastard ball of fire will pay some day. you all will see.
Joe: dont you hate it when you check to many profiles and it wont let you check anymore.