while experts have found that one ounce of special k and 4 ounces of milk can be part of a healthy diet, however one ounce of special k and 5 ounces of milk is deadly poison.

i have found that i am becoming more and more nocturnal. each day more awake hours shift a little more. for example, yesterday, i was awake from the hours of 3 until 430. and i woke up today at 330. so to counteract this i have two equally unpleasant options. i can A, stay up for an extra days cycle which will likely produce 2 things. the first will be me being all giddy and slap happy from being tired and the second i will be in bed by like 845 tomorrow night (thirsty thursday). anyway, option B, is going to sleep at a reasonable hour even though i am not the slightest bit tired. more likely i will try to go to sleep but end up lying in bed sweating for several hours before passing out due to heat exhaustion. why would i be so hot you ask? our airconditioners were removed for the winter leaving us with very little climate control. our thermostat is currently set at 52 degrees and the very same thermostat says that it is a shade above 80. i know what you are saying. "why dont you open your windows you moron". when i moved in the fall i thought it would be nice to have my computer in front of the window, so if i were to open it my desk and valuable computer would be soaked due to the rain we have been receiving these last couple of days. perhaps youve thought of another way to escape from this heat. use a fan you say. well, my friend we have and do use them but they are far too small to make a difference. otherwise i wouldnt have written this blog in the first place. i bet you didnt think about that, did you, idiot.

i HATE our bathroom light. it is one of those cheap fluorescent tube light things and it is dying. even though i say it is dying it is showing more action now than it ever did. it flickers and flashes and is pretty much an annoying strobe light. so when you brush your teeth you have to do so in the dark or risk spasmatic convulsions caused by the light i have dubbed: the seizure machine. also, our shower nob falls off occasionally. no one even has to be in the bathroom, we were watching tv the other day and during a particularly suspenseful part of the show, the friggin shower thing falls off smashing and clanging in the tub. our bathroom sucks.

yes, as i was reminded by steph, i went on an adventure with the crew from west campus out to jp licks. the ice cream was amazing, but right as we left it started to pour. finishing our icecream we took refuge where all those jerk berklee kids hang out and smoke. i voiced my dislike of the berklee students then and i will do so again. it seems to me that they have nothing better to do than walk around with their guitars and smoke outside. they clog up the entire sidewalk all day everyday. i hate them. anyway, after that we watched scary movie 2 which i had previously not seen. it was definitely funny. all in all, a good, yet sober time. i always find myself smiling after a genuinely fun night that didnt have to involve alcohol. sadly these kinds of days are few and far between. but i hope they are becoming more frequent. because as many of you know i have gotten into a few altercations with bostons finest, and these were largely, if not entirely, due to me being a drunk moron.

have you ever noticed your friends insulting each other then saying "no offense". for example: "that is the ugliest shirt ive ever seen, no offense". that kinda shit never made sense to me.

beyond balderdash was purchased and the next time we have beer, if not before, we will turn one of americas best family games into a drinking game. i personally cannot wait because this is, in my opinion, the best game known to man. except for war.

here is a brief summary of the weekend past. thursday, drinking in the dorm, went to raes, a little drama. friday night, sausage fest at pars. saturday night, raes place then amazing soccer party at andrews. there were stupid amounts of people there and i was witness to 2 wicked fat angry guys fightiing. the police came and i nearly was sent to jail for the rest of my life but i escaped. thanks to my roomates for leaving without me not caring whether i spent another night in jail or not. to their credit they did have 2 guests from home, burn and traynor. they all ran like little girls. kinlin wasnt there but he is still a little girl. actually today is his birthday, so for all you mutha fuckas who didnt tell him happy birthday he has authorized me to hunt down all females in your family and have sex with them.

classy quote of the day: "kissing on the mouth is a waste" - James O'Shea

seriously, who reads this. does anyone? prolly like 4 people. oh well.

i saw the santa clause 2 last night. all i have to say is that im glad i went with the people i did. i wouldnt have been able to handle it otherwise.

i bought the new dave matthews band dvd today, and in watching it chris and i stumbled on something very profound. all of you girls who read this, pay attention, and i think that all guys will agree with us. skirts are the best. there isnt much better that a girl can wear than a skirt. as hamel put it, "skirts win". im not sure why girls dont wear them more often. one of the best, if not the best, skirt outfits is the school girl. for my money it doesnt get better than pigtails the white blouse, plaid skirt and high stockings. sweet jesus.

ive had a sort of sick feeling in the pit of my stomach since around 11 oclock this evening right up until this very moment. for anyone who has gotten kicked in the nuts, you know this feeling. a sort of aching just below your stomach. what the cause of this is unpleasant feeling, i do not know. thinking about it now, it is more likely a big combination of things. for example, i received my "you got in trouble" letter, stating that i have a judiciary discipline hearing this friday for when i got arrested. this means that on friday i will be able to know exactly how fucked i am. i think worrying about all of this is a big part of me feeling crappy. i cant wait to call my dad telling him i got suspended or kicked out of school. he'll give me a lecture about how disappointed he is etc. a second reason, though admittedly a smaller one, is that i got a phone bill in the mail which never makes me happy. a third reason is that we got spanked badly in our final volleyball game last night. fourth, ive been up for quite a long time, although im not sure if that is a cause or an effect. the fifth and sixth reasons are covered in the next two blog entries, a crappy movie and a bad snack. on a positive note, steph made me a delicious pork chop dinner with vegetables and mashed potato, and i found a song i really like: Mad World, by Gary Jules. also, i got the job with duracell pending my drug test and medical exam. so that is good. im still strangely ridiculously wide awake, but since i started writing the crappy stomach feeling has dulled a little. also good. after checking everyones away messages, ive come up with an unrelated revelation. whoever is responsible for that movie, small soldiers, should be slapped.

if you are drunk when you ask someone to marry you, does it still count? i only pose this question because i have a hard time even asking a girl out on a date unless ive had several beers, so i think, for me personally, i would have to be wasted to ask a girl to marry me. but ive found that people take you less seriously when you are drunk, and marriage proposal is something you would like taken seriously. i dont know. the reason any of this comes to mind at all is because i just finished watching a movie, High Fidelity, in which john cusack asks his girlfriend to marry him while drinking a beer. this movie by the way, was rather odd. and by odd i mean terrible.

my suitemate, chris hamel, offered me some kettle popcorn. it looked ok, so i didnt hesitate. i ate it. while i didnt say anything, i thought to myself "Salty, hmm, sweet, hmm, oh god!". i did not have any more. come to find out reshma is the one who brought that awful substance into our room. kinlin also tasted it and was quoted as saying, "that is not good popcorn. that is not right. it tastes like sugar." amazing. it is absolutely the worst popcorn i have ever tried. on a side note, either i am drinking more water than ever or my bladder has shrunk. i cant remember having to go to the bathroom this often before.

donnie darco just blew my mind