Friday, January 25, 2002
how is it that boston college (a catholic school, mind you) can have so many thugs on their basketball team? i mean not one of them, other than the 'big country' bryant reeves look-alike, made it through the game without taking a cheap shot at my boys. i know we're the #1 team and everybody wants their shot, but kicking a player while his back is turned and shoving someone during a free throw is just a tad out of line, yet none of these infractions were whistled a foul. one of life's little mysteries i guess. it's ok though, cuz we still whooped their hockey playin' hinees.
just finished my summer project application 5 minutes ago. it took a lot longer than i thought it would, and so it is now 4 am and i have only about 5 hours of sleep in store for me before a couple of classes present a rude awakening. but it's all bueno in the sueno (pretend there's a tilda there). this summer is going to be pretty cool. i'll be doing misison work in either argentina, slovakia, russia, or nigeria. how's that for variety, eh? i think God is going to show me some great things through this.
i've come to the conclusion that all computer geeks should be rounded up and separated from society so they can't hurt us normal people. anyone who gets their jollies by sending out email hoaxes about viruses and makes people delete files necessary for their computer to function properly should not be allowed to associate themselves to humanity. it's just not nice to do things like that. sure, i'm a nerd, a dork, an uber geek, but i'm a history major, so the worst thing i can do to you is spew so many random facts at you that you get dizzy and fall off your bike or something. at least your computer would still work.
i saw one of the n'sync/chili's commercials today, and boy was it poor. there is now way this was the one sergi was talking about on wednesday because it was not funny at all. it was completely and utterly retarded and full of nonsensical word groupings, just like all their songs. there were three of them sitting there, talking about how they could get it whenever they wanted (it, apparently, being the food on the chili's to go menu). i can only hope that this signals their imminent downfall. either that or perhaps one of them will get in an arguement with somebody from the wu-tang clan. anything to see o.d.b. put his boot in someone's pretty little face.
enough is enough. the pillow beckons, and the generator has now become white noise in the background. God bless.
sounds: plastilina mosh - ode to mauricio garces
food for thought: things fall apart - chinua achebe
just finished my summer project application 5 minutes ago. it took a lot longer than i thought it would, and so it is now 4 am and i have only about 5 hours of sleep in store for me before a couple of classes present a rude awakening. but it's all bueno in the sueno (pretend there's a tilda there). this summer is going to be pretty cool. i'll be doing misison work in either argentina, slovakia, russia, or nigeria. how's that for variety, eh? i think God is going to show me some great things through this.
i've come to the conclusion that all computer geeks should be rounded up and separated from society so they can't hurt us normal people. anyone who gets their jollies by sending out email hoaxes about viruses and makes people delete files necessary for their computer to function properly should not be allowed to associate themselves to humanity. it's just not nice to do things like that. sure, i'm a nerd, a dork, an uber geek, but i'm a history major, so the worst thing i can do to you is spew so many random facts at you that you get dizzy and fall off your bike or something. at least your computer would still work.
i saw one of the n'sync/chili's commercials today, and boy was it poor. there is now way this was the one sergi was talking about on wednesday because it was not funny at all. it was completely and utterly retarded and full of nonsensical word groupings, just like all their songs. there were three of them sitting there, talking about how they could get it whenever they wanted (it, apparently, being the food on the chili's to go menu). i can only hope that this signals their imminent downfall. either that or perhaps one of them will get in an arguement with somebody from the wu-tang clan. anything to see o.d.b. put his boot in someone's pretty little face.
enough is enough. the pillow beckons, and the generator has now become white noise in the background. God bless.
sounds: plastilina mosh - ode to mauricio garces
food for thought: things fall apart - chinua achebe
