i just found this slice of paper that has a cryptic message on it. as i stared at it, i remember scrawling its message while staring drunkenly at a wall hanging in the loon mountain tram shelter. by the way, i saw this message when i was not drunk so i didnt copy it down wrong. not even the employees knew what it meant. here is what it says:

If the B Mt put:
If the B. Putting:
Dont put: over a-der
You'd be an * it

if anyone has any idea what in the hell this means please contact both me and loon mountain ski resort.

lab was interesting today as we were producing 1-bromosomething. during the experiment we became aware that smoke was coming out of our apparatus. we questioned our fresh off the boat from china TA, and we were informed that it was HBr gas (POISON), and was nothing to worry about. about 2 minutes later, the whole lab began to cough. i guess no one expected that acid vapor would hurt your throat. once we remedied the situation (sort of) the only casualty was a rubber hose which was promptly melted by the dangerous gas. we all had a good laugh about it. also, it took 2 years off all of our life expectancies. so that is kinda neat.

my sister got her DWI case dismissed. good for her. too bad i dont get any of my friggen court cases dismissed. Judge Ceroni is a cock smoker.

i have come to the conclusion that my family is absolutely insane. watching them get shitcanned at my cousins wedding was excellent. plus the bartender and waitress decided not to card me so i was able to join in the inebriation.