My (dumb) Spring Break

Hey donutholes,

I have returned to Muncie and not a moment too soon. Thankfully I survived my Spring Break with few injuries.

Of course, I didn't have the pleasure of going somewhere nice and/or tropical for my S.B. like most people. I got to go home and work and generally be bored all the time. For the sake of my lame-ass memory, let's go ahead a recap.

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1st Friday: I returned home with medium-sized adualtion. I expected to just sit around, watch Viva La Bam, and go to bed. However, my parents and I went out to this fundraiser thing and saw this cool band called "Polka Boy." We know the bassist and the band totally rocked the house. I also appreciated all the beer. I got good and plastered.

1st Saturday: Slept, ate, watched TV, and was bored.

1st Sunday: Boredom.

Monday: Didn't work. Bored.

Tuesday: My van's heater fucked up. Had to get a ride to work. Worked. (dumb) Fixed my car.

Wednesday: Worked. (double-dumb)

Thursday: Worked.

2nd Friday: Worked a half-day. Went to the dentist. Boredom.

2nd Saturday: Took my Van to my uncle's to get new shocks and an oil change. Boredom.

2nd Sunday: Had to get up early to goto 8:00 mass. Went to breakfast. Picked up my van. Went shopping for the essentials. Got gas. Packed. Came back to Muncie. Boredom.

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PLUS: I have no internet at my apartment. I'm beginning to really hate Comcast. I think I'll throw a molitov cocktail at their building or something.

PLUS PLUS: As soon as I stop being lazy, I'm gonna figure out when Ryne, Carrie and I will be signing our lease for next year's apartment. Totally fun times.


Ok, in honor of the fact that St. Patrick's Day is on Friday, I plan on keep a countdown going.

TIME TO St. PATRICK'S DAY: 99 Hours and 48 Minutes.


I love Muncie,

~Nate-O