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Smash this biatch.
Tuesday, September 21, 2004
3:49 AM

Today I successfully passed three cops while speeding and never once got pulled over. Apart from that my day was normal. If you call normal being woken up at 2:30 in the morning by some heinous text message. It's lucky I get a kick out of drunk people.

School starts Wednesday and I haven't any supplies to my name. Like, you know, a computer, or, some note books, maybe a few pens and incase I fuck up in math a pencil equipped with the worlds largest eraser. Luckily I have all Tuesday to scavenge for such items, all but a computer, so I should be set by the time Wednesday rolls around.

As you might or might not notice, I've added yet another link. Steph, who you might remember from the Chestertown incident, (see: wanting to take a nap on the side of the road while insanely drunk off Goldslagger) has her own brand spanking new blog. As Steph is a grad student who was educated at the fine Washington College, like my sister, you can expect only the most quality of blogs with impeccable grammar and spelling. For some reason Steph doesn't believe in capitalization sometimes, and you know, that kills me and all, but, I cant do anything about it. Check her out.

Also, this new Fable game my brother picked up could turn into an obsession. Its like insane. When Ben went and bought Sly Cooper 2 he was all you wouldn't believe the line up of nerds waiting to buy this game, and then like a day later Ben buys it. Winner.

You ever see that episode of Seinfeld were George has like a mini bed put in under his desk so he can take naps at work and his boss will think he is always the last one to leave the office? This year is so going to be like that. Except I'm just going to live out of my office so I don't have to commute because commuting blows. Thanks Jen.

Gillian had the chance to meet John Kerry today and I was insanely jealous. NYU students are so spoiled. God. I need to tap that, ah, resource. I feel dirty saying I should be tapping NYU's ass. I mean, NYU isn't even an object thats tap-able.
Fuck it.

Im going to play some Xbox. I'll let you know when Im not a nerd.
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