Ah, boners. What else can be said but thank god for these little guys. Sure they can be a nuisance from time to time, but one must also recognize the comic relief that these bad boys can provide.
In the world of bonerland there are a plethora of options as far as quality, potency, latency and overall hardness. There is another type of boner to strive for that can only be described as being equivalent to 'Nirvana." Two sentences ago I used the word "options," this is VERY important as I could have use the words "choices" or even "decisions." Buuuut I didn't and thats because the quality, potency, latency, and overall hardness of a boner is absolutely NOT a fucking choice. Somedays, your boners are an inch shorter than usual and you feel like you did back in 5th grade when you shot blanks the first 5 times. Other days I feel like I am having a god damn stroke because my weener is poaching my entire fucking blood supply. Without further ado...
1. The Lil Smokie - Awww, so cute. This is the epiphany of the anti boner. The lil smokie is known to have been dipped in barbeque sauce and accidentally consumed by indiscriminate middle school girls. Luckily, lil smokie boners usually subside by the time most people reach high school.
Potency: 1
Latency: 5
Hardness: 8
Quality (average): 4.66 repeating
2. The Des Moines - Like white bread, with mayonase and bologna on it - boring. Also, I went there.
Potency: 3
Latency: 4
Hardness: 6
Quality (average): 4.33 repeating
3. The Semi-Hard Life Boner - This is the sad excuse for a boner when the boneree (person wit the boner) is also on some sort of drug, namely (alcohol, amphetamine, or especially pseudoephedrine aka sudafed) This is the boner that is responsible for 80 percent of all future human births.
Potency: 2
Latency: 5
Hardness: 0
Hillarity: 10
Quality (average): 4.25 repeating (not)
4. The Throbbing Dragon Slayer - This erection breaths fire and eats babies, whole. In fact this boner looks like an extra appendage. Only 5 percent of people are even able to fathom the Throbbing Dragon Slayer. Of all the people able to achieve erection nirvana, 75 percent are of african descent, 75 percent are of caucasian descent, and -50 percent are of Asian decent. If one attempts to maintain a throbbing dragon slayer for more than 5 minutes, you will spontaneously combust.
Potency: 10
Latency: 10
Hardness: 11 -Plymouth Fucking Rock
Quality (average): 10.33 repeating
Monday, December 29, 2008
Thursday, December 13, 2007
To all the haters-
I'm taking a break to do some soul searching, fucking deal with it. This is me going to South Africa to reflect on my life thus far. Maybe I'm content, or maybe I want to strangle every anonymous fuck that criticizes my blog. If you're going to write something at least attach a name to it. I mean I'm embarrassing myself pretty much every other week with some stupid story that most people would never think to reveal. Seriously, I'd like to see one of you try to be funny on the internet. To end this small rant, those of you still checking up on WT's, I plan on getting back into blogging next semester.
- Winks
I'm taking a break to do some soul searching, fucking deal with it. This is me going to South Africa to reflect on my life thus far. Maybe I'm content, or maybe I want to strangle every anonymous fuck that criticizes my blog. If you're going to write something at least attach a name to it. I mean I'm embarrassing myself pretty much every other week with some stupid story that most people would never think to reveal. Seriously, I'd like to see one of you try to be funny on the internet. To end this small rant, those of you still checking up on WT's, I plan on getting back into blogging next semester.
- Winks
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
Wink's Weekend
If anyone is still reading this I apologize for the lack of updates. I had a lot of studying to do because as fucked up as my brain may seem to be, I still have dreams. Heres a quick summary of what I did this weekend, and more importantly my thoughts/actions in certain situations.
Friday night was IHUC bowling nights. The majority of the people seemed to be completely sober. That was of course with the exception of Sanchez and the 2 Josh's. Josh was notably intoxicated and Sanchez was more in the state of "rockin and rollin" as I like to call it. Both were entertaining and made the night more fun.
After we got done with bowling Ashley drove Josh, Josh, Alex, Nick and I back to Josh Krulls. It was around 12ish and they were all sobering up so no one really wanted to start drinking. After we had passed the bong around like 3 times it ended up being cashed on me. Josh said I could pack another bowl with his bud so it was cool though. I wanted to chill for a couple minutes before doing it though so I had the bong like between my legs and the bud sitting on my lap while I was kind of zoning out and thinking about what kind of pet I want to have next year. About a minute later as I am still completely zoned out Andrea walks through the door with like 10 other people. If theres anything in the whole world that I didn't want it was for half of IHUC to show up ready to drink and play N64/Pong. I couldn't deal with that many people in a confined space at this point so I convinced Sanchez to split.
Nothing significant happened after this. We hit Pancheros for God knows why and I ended up only eating half of my burrito. I don't really get the munchies anymore, I just get the thirsties now.
Saturday:
At around 6ish Garret and I picked up my buddy Chris to buy some beer. I didn't want to break the bank by buying a case that would take up all the fridge space so I opted for a sixer of beer i knew I liked. Got a six pack of Killian's and now plan on keeping at least 2 or 3 different types of quality bottled beer on hand at all times. It was still really shitty weather at this point in time but I wanted to go out and drink since it's been a couple weeks. I went over to 737 Swishahouse at like 8:30 to play some beer pong and watch college football. While I was walking there I avoided being drenched by cars passing by twice. After the first dodge I realized I would rather poop my pants then get drenched by a car because if you poop your pants all you have to do is take off your boxers and go camo for the rest of the night. If you get drenched by a car its just bad news bears.
For the first 2 hours I pretty much chilled and tried not to make too big of a scene. It seems like every time I hit Swishahouse, someone ends up doing something that is usually embarrassing or fucking weird. Example A: Tom wrestling Nelson in the hall for like 10 minutes and then tearing down the huge Hillary Clinton sign and the porch screen door. Example B: Winky waking up with a belt tightly strapped around his ankles and a futon drenched in pee. Example C: Someone asked me where we should hid Kirsten's phone and I said up in the light of Andrews bedroom. Kirsten and John can't find the phone for 10 minutes, clip can be seen on facebook.
At like 12 o'clock Andrew came back from a date party and everyone started smoking. I originally wanted to go to the bars but no one else seemed down. I found my way into Andrews bedroom where I was greeted by 5 other people who immediately told me to "close the fucking door." A blizz was already rolled so I came in just at the right time to poach hits. We smoked 3 blunts before taking a quick break. Then we moved to Toe's room because Andrew's computer was in the main family room area. It was Kirsten, Ashley, Toe, Andrew and I chilling in Toe's room for what seemed like 10 minutes but was probably longer. It was cool except that the girls kept playing fuckin Dave over and over again. Dave is drunk music, Lil Wayne is high/drunk music. Let's not mix up the two.
While listening to Dave I nearly fell asleep. I was zoned the fuck out and can't even imagine what my eyes looked like. I was having a great time but was interrupted by Andrew and Toe telling me to get the hell out because no one was gonna pass out in their rooms. I got up and stood outside the door for at least 5 minutes trying to compose myself. I couldn't stop giggling at nothing. After I felt like I got all the giggs out came more and more giggling. I tried to rationalize what I was doing in my head. I kept asking myself, "Winky what the fuck is so funny?" I could not answer that question and went into the bathroom to try to wash my eyes out a little bit while I was still giggling.
I came out of the bathroom and walked down the hall. I stopped right before the point where the family room type area is where the party was going on. I started giggling again and stood there hiding for 5 minutes thinking of how funny things are. I then bolted for the most secluded area of the room in the corner portion of the couch where I could hit myself. I sat there for a couple minutes enjoying the music. Nelson was playing a lot of Mashups which I got really into now. This is most likely because of the "Hearing music while high phenomenon." I sat there and chilled and then Tom sat next to me and we started talking about something. I must have sad something funny because whenever I looked over he was laughing hysterically.
I sat there for what seemed like 15 minutes but was probably more like a half hour. Someone rolled another blunt and was passing it around. It was attached to a water bottle so that you hit it from the end where you drink the water from. It was pretty cool, you would fill up the whole bottle with smoke then hit it, kind of like a bong without water. I was already starting to feel pretty paranoid and my heart was racing but I never pass up free bud so I ended up hitting this shit like 4 times. While we were smoking it like 3 or 4 girls came into the party. Conveniently, it seems that every time I am embarrassingly (word?) high people decide to show up.
I sat there afterwards thought about how fucking terrible I felt. My heart was racing, I couldn't stand up, and I was tired as fuck. I eventually saw a commercial that must have been really funny. I laughed hysterically for 2 minutes. My eyes were closed and my abs were in pain. While I was laughing I overheard everyone saying "OMG look how high Winek is." I was embarrassed for a little while but then I realized that my place at pretty much every small party at Swishahouse is the ridiculously high kid that everyone laughs at. If I wasn't there, who would fill the void?
After I composed myself by pretending that the cops were outside, Tom Nelson and I went to Falbos. I walked to Falbos with my eyes litterally closed. It's amazing that I didn't fall because pretty much every surface we walked on seemed to be frozen. When we got in there it was the regular Rasta man working the register. I tried to avoid eye contact which wasn't very hard considering my eyes were barley even open. I order 2 pieces of pep even though I wasn't very hungry. When we got back I ended up only eating 1 piece and the cheese and pepperoni topping from the other piece. Nice.
I then tried to pump myself up for walking home. It was around 2:30. Swishahouse, for those who don't know is on Gilbert street right by Liquor downtown. Wasn't exactly a far walk, but it would have been at least 10 minutes. There was no fucking way I was walking home.
I told Toe that I wanted to crash at Swisha and he told me I could sleep in Donivans sleeping bag. Toe knew I was too high to function so he got the sleeping bag and laid it down next to Andrews bed complete with a pillow. I remember that right before I laid down I thanked Toe for being such a good mom. I then passed out instantly and had a dream that I fucked Jessica Simpson in the bathroom of a Chinese restaurant. Woke up and walked back home. Also fell flat on my back while walking downhill on a patch of ice.
Overall a 6/10 weekend mostly because of the weather and lack of motivation to do anything on my part.
Friday night was IHUC bowling nights. The majority of the people seemed to be completely sober. That was of course with the exception of Sanchez and the 2 Josh's. Josh was notably intoxicated and Sanchez was more in the state of "rockin and rollin" as I like to call it. Both were entertaining and made the night more fun.
After we got done with bowling Ashley drove Josh, Josh, Alex, Nick and I back to Josh Krulls. It was around 12ish and they were all sobering up so no one really wanted to start drinking. After we had passed the bong around like 3 times it ended up being cashed on me. Josh said I could pack another bowl with his bud so it was cool though. I wanted to chill for a couple minutes before doing it though so I had the bong like between my legs and the bud sitting on my lap while I was kind of zoning out and thinking about what kind of pet I want to have next year. About a minute later as I am still completely zoned out Andrea walks through the door with like 10 other people. If theres anything in the whole world that I didn't want it was for half of IHUC to show up ready to drink and play N64/Pong. I couldn't deal with that many people in a confined space at this point so I convinced Sanchez to split.
Nothing significant happened after this. We hit Pancheros for God knows why and I ended up only eating half of my burrito. I don't really get the munchies anymore, I just get the thirsties now.
Saturday:
At around 6ish Garret and I picked up my buddy Chris to buy some beer. I didn't want to break the bank by buying a case that would take up all the fridge space so I opted for a sixer of beer i knew I liked. Got a six pack of Killian's and now plan on keeping at least 2 or 3 different types of quality bottled beer on hand at all times. It was still really shitty weather at this point in time but I wanted to go out and drink since it's been a couple weeks. I went over to 737 Swishahouse at like 8:30 to play some beer pong and watch college football. While I was walking there I avoided being drenched by cars passing by twice. After the first dodge I realized I would rather poop my pants then get drenched by a car because if you poop your pants all you have to do is take off your boxers and go camo for the rest of the night. If you get drenched by a car its just bad news bears.
For the first 2 hours I pretty much chilled and tried not to make too big of a scene. It seems like every time I hit Swishahouse, someone ends up doing something that is usually embarrassing or fucking weird. Example A: Tom wrestling Nelson in the hall for like 10 minutes and then tearing down the huge Hillary Clinton sign and the porch screen door. Example B: Winky waking up with a belt tightly strapped around his ankles and a futon drenched in pee. Example C: Someone asked me where we should hid Kirsten's phone and I said up in the light of Andrews bedroom. Kirsten and John can't find the phone for 10 minutes, clip can be seen on facebook.
At like 12 o'clock Andrew came back from a date party and everyone started smoking. I originally wanted to go to the bars but no one else seemed down. I found my way into Andrews bedroom where I was greeted by 5 other people who immediately told me to "close the fucking door." A blizz was already rolled so I came in just at the right time to poach hits. We smoked 3 blunts before taking a quick break. Then we moved to Toe's room because Andrew's computer was in the main family room area. It was Kirsten, Ashley, Toe, Andrew and I chilling in Toe's room for what seemed like 10 minutes but was probably longer. It was cool except that the girls kept playing fuckin Dave over and over again. Dave is drunk music, Lil Wayne is high/drunk music. Let's not mix up the two.
While listening to Dave I nearly fell asleep. I was zoned the fuck out and can't even imagine what my eyes looked like. I was having a great time but was interrupted by Andrew and Toe telling me to get the hell out because no one was gonna pass out in their rooms. I got up and stood outside the door for at least 5 minutes trying to compose myself. I couldn't stop giggling at nothing. After I felt like I got all the giggs out came more and more giggling. I tried to rationalize what I was doing in my head. I kept asking myself, "Winky what the fuck is so funny?" I could not answer that question and went into the bathroom to try to wash my eyes out a little bit while I was still giggling.
I came out of the bathroom and walked down the hall. I stopped right before the point where the family room type area is where the party was going on. I started giggling again and stood there hiding for 5 minutes thinking of how funny things are. I then bolted for the most secluded area of the room in the corner portion of the couch where I could hit myself. I sat there for a couple minutes enjoying the music. Nelson was playing a lot of Mashups which I got really into now. This is most likely because of the "Hearing music while high phenomenon." I sat there and chilled and then Tom sat next to me and we started talking about something. I must have sad something funny because whenever I looked over he was laughing hysterically.
I sat there for what seemed like 15 minutes but was probably more like a half hour. Someone rolled another blunt and was passing it around. It was attached to a water bottle so that you hit it from the end where you drink the water from. It was pretty cool, you would fill up the whole bottle with smoke then hit it, kind of like a bong without water. I was already starting to feel pretty paranoid and my heart was racing but I never pass up free bud so I ended up hitting this shit like 4 times. While we were smoking it like 3 or 4 girls came into the party. Conveniently, it seems that every time I am embarrassingly (word?) high people decide to show up.
I sat there afterwards thought about how fucking terrible I felt. My heart was racing, I couldn't stand up, and I was tired as fuck. I eventually saw a commercial that must have been really funny. I laughed hysterically for 2 minutes. My eyes were closed and my abs were in pain. While I was laughing I overheard everyone saying "OMG look how high Winek is." I was embarrassed for a little while but then I realized that my place at pretty much every small party at Swishahouse is the ridiculously high kid that everyone laughs at. If I wasn't there, who would fill the void?
After I composed myself by pretending that the cops were outside, Tom Nelson and I went to Falbos. I walked to Falbos with my eyes litterally closed. It's amazing that I didn't fall because pretty much every surface we walked on seemed to be frozen. When we got in there it was the regular Rasta man working the register. I tried to avoid eye contact which wasn't very hard considering my eyes were barley even open. I order 2 pieces of pep even though I wasn't very hungry. When we got back I ended up only eating 1 piece and the cheese and pepperoni topping from the other piece. Nice.
I then tried to pump myself up for walking home. It was around 2:30. Swishahouse, for those who don't know is on Gilbert street right by Liquor downtown. Wasn't exactly a far walk, but it would have been at least 10 minutes. There was no fucking way I was walking home.
I told Toe that I wanted to crash at Swisha and he told me I could sleep in Donivans sleeping bag. Toe knew I was too high to function so he got the sleeping bag and laid it down next to Andrews bed complete with a pillow. I remember that right before I laid down I thanked Toe for being such a good mom. I then passed out instantly and had a dream that I fucked Jessica Simpson in the bathroom of a Chinese restaurant. Woke up and walked back home. Also fell flat on my back while walking downhill on a patch of ice.
Overall a 6/10 weekend mostly because of the weather and lack of motivation to do anything on my part.
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Winkys Linkies I
Website: www.freerice.com
Summary: Improve your vocabulary and help feed kids in Africa at the same time.
Addictivity: 9/10
Fun while High?: 8/10
Fun while Drunk?: 1/10
Winky Review: If you find yourself wasting hours upon hours every day surfing the web then this is the site for you. Now you can finally waste time while actually improving skills that could help you do better on a paper or sound smarter when talking to girls. The basic premise is that you must define a word based on 4 other words that are presented. If you pick the right word, the advertisers will pay for 10 grains of rice to be donated through the United Nations or some jazz like that. You make be thinking advertisers, omg spam, omg popups. However that is not the case, the advertisers can only be seen as icons near the bottom of the screen. Once you get into the zone you don't even notice them. The fun part of the site is trying to improve your vocabulary level that is shown at the bottom of the screen. Words also repeat over an extended period of time which reinforces them even more. Overall this is an excellent site and a great alternative to facebook for killing time.
Summary: Improve your vocabulary and help feed kids in Africa at the same time.
Addictivity: 9/10
Fun while High?: 8/10
Fun while Drunk?: 1/10
Winky Review: If you find yourself wasting hours upon hours every day surfing the web then this is the site for you. Now you can finally waste time while actually improving skills that could help you do better on a paper or sound smarter when talking to girls. The basic premise is that you must define a word based on 4 other words that are presented. If you pick the right word, the advertisers will pay for 10 grains of rice to be donated through the United Nations or some jazz like that. You make be thinking advertisers, omg spam, omg popups. However that is not the case, the advertisers can only be seen as icons near the bottom of the screen. Once you get into the zone you don't even notice them. The fun part of the site is trying to improve your vocabulary level that is shown at the bottom of the screen. Words also repeat over an extended period of time which reinforces them even more. Overall this is an excellent site and a great alternative to facebook for killing time.
A Day in the Life (Of Little Winky)
Now that Winky has his perverted blog he thinks hes the shit. Well thats bull shit, I can summarize the events of my day just as easy as that goof. Thats all he does, summarize shit we already know and add stupid shit to it. Well now its my turn, heres my story. A day in the life of the little guy that makes every day worth living.
So Winky decided to wake up at 8 today... as fucking usual. Well hey the least I can do is piss him off by being rock hard for the next half hour. Lets see if he balls up and goes back to sleep, maybe I'll drop it to 15 if he hits that snooze button.
Scratch that, this guys determined today. Whatever at least he'll wash me for the first time in the last 3 days. Does he really think that rubbing shampoo all over me is going to make me clean. Shampoo is for hair, not whiskers that used to be pubes.
Um Yeah, you didn't tihnk you were gonna get to pee in the shower today did you Winky? I'm gonna be hard for at least another 20 minutes so better luck next time you big homo. Seriously do you even pay attention to me? All I want is a girl to gently stroke me and all you do is study for your stupid biology test that was last night. I mean shouldn't you know this stuff, you are a biology major... aren't I biology? You better put yourself out there this weekend and try to get some pussy or else I'm going to ruin you.
Yeah I'm still hard and you still have to wash your feet. Don't even think about touching me. I'm sick of your shit Winky and I'm not having any of this today. Seriously, until you get a girl to touch me I am going just sit here and annoy the fuck out of you. I'm going to itch at the most inconvenient times and get hard you are sitting on the cambus with hot girls all around.
Ok, it's been 25 minutes and I'm tired of poaching all of your blood. I'll give some back so that you can do good on your stats test today.
Now it's time to get dressed. Um... What the hell are you doing Winky? Put those whitey tighties back, thats right, I need to breathe too. I'd recommend the 8 ball boxers. They are smooth, nonabrasive, and it makes me feel young again. There ya go, you scratch my back and I'll scratch yours.
That feels great, alright now it looks like Winky is getting something to drink. I only caught a glimpse but it looked like a can of Monster. Doesn't that stuff have chemicals that make your me smaller? Maybe that was just a rumor from elementary school. Maybe it wasn't. Maybe Winky doesn't love me anymore. Maybe I have to show him that I'm mad at him. K, I'll do that.
Wow these boxers are awesome, note to self, make Winky buy more cool boxers that make me feel good. Exxxxxcellent, Winky is riding the bus over to the BioScience Library to study. If the conditions are right I think I can pull this off. I'm going to give Winky a NRB (No Reason boner). He thinks theres no reason for it but there always is, you just have to look hard (pun intended). Game plan for now is to get rock hard right by the IMU so that Winky has to try to Texas Tuck before he gets out at the Pentacrest in front of hot girls.
Damn Winky is getting smoother. It's almost creepy how quickly he flipped the elastic on me. This is really uncomfortable but I've gotta hand it to Winky, he got me good. Whatever, I'll leave him alone for a couple minutes and let him get some studying done.
30 minutes later Winky is on the computer doing biostats problems. Winky stop being a fag and look at hot girls at facebook. Seriously, how is you studying formulas that they give you on the test going to help you bone hot girls? Not at all, girls don't like formulas they like weeners and boners. Nice, those girls are hot dude. Maybe you should talk to that girl sitting next to you. Even though shes a 4/10 she looks like she has tiny clown hands. Those could be cool in a weird fucked up kind of way. Annnd she has the same book as you! Shes studying for the same test as you. Damn small world huh, it has to be fate that she has a vagina and is in your same class and is studying right next to you.
Whaaaaaaaat? You're not gonna talk to her? You lame piece of shit what if she has a question about a problem on the practice test? What if she just broke up with her boyfriend and needs weener right now. Ok that was a stupid and improbable idea but you could probably help her out. Girls suck at math anyways and I bet shes dying for you to tell her that you raise it to e to find the CI.
If your not gonna talk to this broad then I'm gonna talk to my buddy Rectum and put you into a world of hurt. Thats right, theres no bathroom in the bioscience library. I'm gonna make you walk to Phillips Hall you dickless pussy. Damn its kinda cold outside, good thing these undies are warm and cozy. Too bad I shrink anyways. Maybe Winks should just stop shaving me every 5 days with that stupid pink shaver thing.
I think I'm going to get half hard so that I piss Winky off when he's trying to poop. What a great idea, not a full blown boner but instead an anti-boner that will make peeing a big hassle. Mission accomplished, we should be in the bathroom in like 30 seconds.
OMG wtf is that smell? Is that yack? It's fucking 12 o clock, why would someone be yacking at 12 o clock? Jesus Christ a kid is fucking yacking in the toliet. Great there are only 2 stalls and I need to rid myself of yellow #5. Winky, we should get the fuck out of her man. This isn't our place. Wait you don't know any other bathrooms? So what if we have to walk 5 minutes to Macbride hall, I can't deal with a guy throwing up into a toliet while I'm doing my business. Ok fine, I'll stop trying to piss you off by getting hard at inconveneint times as long as you get the fuck out of this bathroom as fast as possible. Deal.
Sweet, alright Winks you seem like a pretty good guy. I understand where your coming from, you need some space and I'm totally cool with that. I'll give you some space for the weekend you know, just so we can keep this relationship going. But just an FYI, when you are done with Thanksgiving Break I expect you to get out there and get some pussy. But let's not get ahead of ourselves. I kinda like you Winks, I'll leave you alone for the rest of the day. Good luck on your biostats tests.
Sunday, November 4, 2007
@ the Lib
Gots a test for Bio and Biostats on Thursday and Friday so I went to the main lib to hit the books. I fing love the main library. Theres so many people there that I always end up seeing at least 3 other people that I know. I used to think of this as a positive but now i've realized that I get a lot more shiz done when I'm up on the 5th floor by myself. Other thing I like is that theres really nothing else for me to do but study so thats what I do. So I went to the usual spot near the middle of the 5th floor and started reading my bio book. On the way to my spot I saw my bio lab partner studying for the Bio test. He's a cool kid but as I said before, I don't want anyone fucking with my shit while I'm studying. So I really awkwardly tried to hide my face with my notebook.
I was in the zone for like a half hour when this inconsiderate pack of obnoxious girls decide to congregate in the chairs 20-30 feet behind me. Why in the hell do you even go to the library if you are just gonna yell to your friends that are sitting immediately next to you about what happened this weekend. Ok so I sat there for like 5 minutes sizing up the situation. There was one girl who was clearly exhibiting her alpha female status over the group by yelling and controlling the overall pace of the conversation. She talked for about 80 percent of the time and I'm pretty sure all the other girls fucking hated her. Not only that, but she made her self look sooooo fucking lame in front of the whole floor.
She talked to one of her friends about her drinking escapades this weekend. I listened to the entire fucking story and felt like I was back in high school. "OMGZZZ I was soooo drunk that I just ate chex mix on the couch for like evvvver!" Then she explained how, "my parents are toooooootally cool with me drinking in college its like omg so cool." Maybe she goes to Iowa City high or something because this girl was clearly of sophmore in high school maturity level. After listening to her conversation for at least 10-15 minutes I was beginning to develop some sort of a non-verbal communication with the guy and girl studying across the hall. Whenever she would say something absolutely hilarious like, "OMG Roeper, the THUMBS UP THUMBS DOWN GUY!" we would kind of just look over at each other and giggle then nod our heads as a sign acknowledgement. I'm telling you I was downright entertained by this girl. The group left after like an hour and the guy next to me verbally thanked them for peacing.
So now I got to get some studying done. I was reading about endotherms, ectotherms, ecology and a bunch of shit about animals. It really got me thinking. I'm really interested in this shit. I'm thinking I may try to get like an internship at a zoo or something this summer. That or maybe I will just play Pokemon a lot. I also had an epiphany while I was walking back from the library. If I had one wish from a genie it would be that Pokemon were real. Fuck all the money in the world, you can't make pokemon real with a badfsflieillion dollars. I think I would be really good at catching and training Pokemon in real life. I could also probably make a badfsflieillion dollars from catching rare Pokemon and selling them to Bill Gates/Donald Trump.
Saturday, November 3, 2007
Things of today
I was just surfing the web today and I came across one of 2 Xtremes favorite pornos. Check it out here. (No nudity/poop/throw up/sex scenes) Pretty cool I thought, I figure 2 Xtreme and the girl in the video would be 100 percent compatible on eHarmony.
Not too many interesting events happened this weekend. At least that I can recall. Went down to Peoria for the state cross country meet to watch former high school take the crown. Props to Chris Derrick for a new course record of 13:52 for the 3 mile course. Unbelievable.
I've got a couple mid terms coming up so that's why I haven't been able to update as much. I've got some good ideas for some new entries that should be out by around Tuesday, so look out for that. Paece.
Not too many interesting events happened this weekend. At least that I can recall. Went down to Peoria for the state cross country meet to watch former high school take the crown. Props to Chris Derrick for a new course record of 13:52 for the 3 mile course. Unbelievable.
I've got a couple mid terms coming up so that's why I haven't been able to update as much. I've got some good ideas for some new entries that should be out by around Tuesday, so look out for that. Paece.
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