It hurts to think Today.
I’m so fucking hungover right now. Last night was awesome. So many people came, and I enjoyed the many conversations I had with people. I’m going to smoke a bowl, have a cup of coffee. Then I’m going to go to class and take a bitch-ass test.
I played with air-soft guns for the first time today. I chilled at Mike’s house for a good 4 hours running around the woods and shooting guys. I was pretty proud at how well I did. I took out this guy named Dan, and this other guy, Max, each once. Mike’s sniper rifle is very fun to shoot.
I don't know if it's just me being high or...
I’m suddenly following a shit ton of hilarious blogs.
Writing a paper is as easy as murder.
It’s easy to do, but you don’t think you can do it. And it’s hard to do it well.
Watching Gumby with Pete.
It’s so fucking hilarious when you’re high.
Food For Thought!
So, it all started this summer when I had to come up with ideas for meetings for Philosophy Club. I wanted to do a food segment, where we cook a small dish together, and discuss food issues while cooking and eating. Well Sanderson (my Philosophy professor) liked the idea so much that he wanted to collaborate with the whole as one big event. This morning I met with two other professors at West...