The ship is yours Mr. Wiggles

Hey homo sapiens,

Last night was, how can I put this... LAME!!! So, in an effort to blow off some steam, here's today's journal entry.

Firstly, for the second time in two weeks I was the first person eliminated at the ZBT poker game. That's what I get for playing people who don't know how to fold when they should! Makes me wish I could throw playing cards at speeds that decapitate people. At least I didn't loose any money. Yay!

Then, later in the night, my misery and bullshit continued. Thanks largely to some rather STUPID AND BITCHY R.A's.

Here's the scenario. A few of us, namely me, Bryce, Shawn, Carrie and Bonnie, were sitting in Shawn's room watching a movie. I was making jokes about the fact that I'm not getting any nookie from my girlfriend. You'd laugh too if you were there.

Apparently we could be heard "all the way down the hall" and the two R.A.'s on duty knocked on the door and documented us all. It took everything I had not to whip out my wang and yell "Suck it bitches!" then kick them in the giny.

I'm not a violent person, but JESUS CHRIST! They had better be glad I didn't have a blunt object to shove up their rectums.

The fun of that spilled over to this morning. We all had to get up at 9:30 and go see Kevin "I eat babies with ketchup" Thomas to discuss our transgressions. He assigned us to write a two-page paper explaining why it is important to be fascist. (Not really but that was how I interpreted it). Little did he know I am a master of bullshit when it comes to writing papers. So that thing was a piece of cake.

But, now that I've finished with that and all my finals I can go home tonight and not do ANYTHING for three weeks.

Current Percentage of Awsome: 65%
Previous POA: 47%

Honorable Mentions:

Bryce: You're tall.

Shawn: You're drunk.

Bonnie: Thanks for the Smirnoff.

Carrie: Your hot and sexy, just like me.

Me: I'm hot and sexy, just like Carrie.


Happy Christmahanukwanzikah,

Nate-O


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Retrospective from 2008


The night I talked about will live in infamy because it made me realize that the dorms really fucking sucked. Living in an apartment was about 60,000 times better on every level. (Well, except for all the drama, but let's face it... you can't avoid drama.)

Fucking RAs... I really do hope those bitches fell into a vat of acid or something. I guess we can learn from this entry that really can hold grudges. (At least for 4 years)

Fun Fact: The title is a reference to an episode of "Futurama".

~Nate-O from 2008