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04.25.05 (5:55 pm)   [edit]
So, Steak and I are in the library watching the Orioles beat the Red Sox while doing our projects in the IT lab. I read her a line from my Guns n' Roses sufficiency. The following commentary ensued:


Sara: "Of course it is easy to generalize, and it isn’t fair to say that all of the fans were alcoholic sex fiends.' I can't believe I put that in my paper."

Steak replies, probably legitimately serious: "Are we alchoholic sex fiends?"

Sara, very matter of fact: "Yes."

Steak, visibly upset: "Shit..."

Although the story may or may not be amusing to you, I think it's absolutely hilarious. Hence, this entry.
 
awww
04.10.05 (9:14 pm)   [edit]
So. This past week was, to sum it up in a word, crunk.

My proudest moment of the week? Getting hit on by David Della Rocco from the Boondock Saints. Yea, that's right. I was hit on by a 52 year old "movie star" down at Irish Times. I think he was hitting on Steakface too, but he was elbowing me and nudging me and trying to sweet talk to me about... god knows what. So. Be jealous? I was talking to Norman Reedus and Troy Duffy outside of the bar. Norman is absolutely the chillest guy ever. I think he was probably high... but either way, it was incredible. :)

Friday night we went to see Less Than Jake down at the Palladium. Little did we know that the whole place would be full of 14 year olds with serious perspiration problems. We met up with Michelle, whom we hadn't seen in oh, 3 years now? A few $4 beers later, we ended up in the pit, which we had hoped would be a dancing/skanking pit. But unfortunately, everybody was just kicking each other's asses. Being old and brittle, we got fed up and stood on the stairs for the last song so that we could leave faster and avert traffic. Mission accomplished. I must say, the night was complete when during the show, Michelle got pulled up on stage and told to put on a blindfold and uh... smell some armpits. I thought it was disgusting, but she loved it I'm sure.

So, now that the weekend is over, and I've already got sunburns, I must say... my self esteem has gone from zero to good. And I like that.

I am anticipating a crappy week, what with MQP and Guns n' Roses Sufficiency work to do. But it's ok; spring in Worcester is in full force, and there's nothing better than warm weather and a cold beer on the porch.

So you know when you've got the best friend in the world:

Steak (1:03:52 AM): you can bring boys home whenever you want!
Steak (1:04:09 AM): i'll even talk to sketchy boys whenever you want to talk to their less sketchy friends.


Oh Steakface. :lol:
 
An update?
04.05.05 (8:10 pm)   [edit]
Ok ok, I've been pestered enough by a few people to update my damn blog. So, for your reading pleasure, an update.

Currently, I'm having an awesome term. No classes, since I'm doing my MQP and Sufficiency right now. The subject for my suff? None other than a research project on ... Guns n' Roses. 8) The MQP is on flexible pavement design. I'm working with the Maine Dept. of Transportation on this one, and hopefully if all goes well, they'll give me a job eventually. I'm a big fan of money, and with jobs, money is sure to follow.

I can't wait until summer. Today was so nice.... I went out for a run, and it was glorious. Battling the fat becomes so much easier when it's nice outside. I'm planning on being hot by the summer, so let's just keep our fingers crossed. It'd be nice to be about 15 pounds lighter.... because then shirts will make me look fat, as opposed to the fat making me look fat.

Here's some pictures. Enjoy.