Predictions

Hey french fries,

I move into the new apartment (AKA: Bachelor Pad of Awesomeness) next wednesday. I have a feeling it will the be centerpiece of some crazy/funny/way awesome times. So, in a very Nostradamus-esque way, here are my top five predictions.

5: Joey will bring over one of his video games and we'll want to play it 24/7. Aaron (my roommate) will get so fed up that he will kill us all with a steak knife. (Except me since I pay half the rent)

4: Robby and Shawn will get into a all-out brawl using empty kegs as weapons. The cops will come by and break up the fight but not after major blood spillage. No winner will be declared due to a rain delay.

3: The total alcohol consumption will reach a point where I will have to get my own liquor licence and check ID's at the door.

2: Somebody will have sex in my room. (Not sure if it will be me or not.)

1: Jake will build a super-computer in my living room and we'll use it to figure out the winning lottery numbers. We will split the money amongst the two of us and buy extravagent items at Shaper Image only to realize that we could've spent the money on robots.


Okay, I figure I'll be lucky if one of these crappy predictions come true. If not, I'll drown my sorrow in booze. Since that's never failed me in the past.

POA: 75% (only 9 days to go til Muncie. WOOHOO!)
Previous POA: 80%


Honorable Mentions
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Kelly: I think you rock. And that rocks.

Katie: Welcome back to Naptown.

Me: Things are looking up. And that rocks.


My bologna has a first name,

~Nate-O