February 17, 2006

• My lamp doesn’t work, so I can’t read. What a great excuse.

  
  

  I’m still alive, but there was mass killing this weekend…so I guess the game is nearing an end soon. Though I have to admit that I’m feeling a little bit unloved because my killer isn’t trying to get me anymore. Good to know that he still has a life outside of the game…and I’m grateful because that means I have another day to breathe.

  
  

  You know why long grain rice is better than sticky rice? Mainly beacuse you can pan fry it when heating…and it won’t get all gross. And pan frying the rice is way better than microwaving it. Not to mention, sticky rice is probably harder to break down in the digestive system. One point where Char and I differ. Char for Calrose, Me for Texas AA.

  
  

  Speaking of which…car troubles have been lurking around this side of town…Char apparently broke her sideview mirror on te passenger side by backing out of our carport because there’s a pole that separates the two spots. A $350.00 mistake…but for now she’s opting for the $5.00 patch-with-electrical tape-method. Neighbor’s car wouldn’t start either. Sucks. Don’t you hate when you make stupid mistakes that cost a pretty penny? Too bad there aren’t life-sized erasers for those little-big oops. Oh Char, I feel for you. 

  
  

  La Rouge on campus annoys the crap out of me. I don’t know where they find the people to sollicit, but one of the criteria is definately annoyance factor…I seriously wonder if they know how ridiculous they sound sometimes. Oh and another thing that peeves me to the ends of the earth: those signature gather-ers that stalk you on campus. Though I love stumping them when I’m bored. For example, there was this one guy who was asking me to sign something against child molesters…sounds harmless or even humanitarianly just, right? But if you keep prodding him with questions you’ll find out that they have ridiculous fine print ideas like “putting a gps system in exconvicts’ ankles”?!?…can you imagine that? And sometimes they don’t even know enough about the issue: so I asked how you would enforce that…wouldn’t surgery insertion cost a lot? will this come out of my taxes?…then they flee and give up on my signature after that. Cheap whoop dee whoops. But when you’re in a rush, life is better without.

  
  

  Rush…life needs to slow down…but some of us seem to only run on one speed.

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