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After viewing my music videos many people have voiced concern about my current mental state.
On many accounts I have been told that I need to get out of my apartment more.
And apparently quite a bit of people wouldn’t be surprised if I talked to myself.
The consensus is that I’m a loony.
Great. Just great.
First off, there isn’t anything to do in Portland. I mean…I guess there are a lot bums that I could hang out with. Actually now that I think about it there are enough bums for an organized sporting event…[Keep Reading]
Wooing the ladies: Tip #1
Wear a black top hat and walk around with a cane. The ladies will be falling at your feet left and right and you wouldnt even be able to stop them if you wanted to.
Wooing the ladies: Tip #2
Use the pick up line “I heard your heart strings from across the room…”…[Keep Reading]
I’ve figured it out. If I was rich all my problems would disappear.
Benefits:
• I could pay for college with no need to take out any loans (not that I can anyways).
• I could eat real food every day. I’m getting sick of squirrel meat.
• I could buy sweet things such as a Ferrari, a private spaceship, or Google.
• I would be expected to smoke cigars. Thats just manly.
• Two words. Midget army…[Keep Reading]
She taaaaakes my moneY! When I’m in neEeeEEEeEEed…
Sorry about the quality of the video…I needed to upload it fast so I compressed it…[Watch Video]
This is really starting to bug me; I can’t figure it out. I’m good at math and I’m good with numbers, but I just can’t seem to figure out how the hell fast food restaurants number their orders. Yeah, so the numbers do go in order, but why don’t they start at 1? Sometimes they start at 100, sometimes they start at 200, and sometimes at 300. What the hell do these numbers at fast food restaurants mean!??
While visiting Goucher College I ran into quite a few people from their frisbee team.
Frisbee you ask? Yes, apparently its just one big beerfest too.
Before every match they drink their frisbee throwing asses off. They actually have a Facebook group titled “Our Drinking Team Has A Frisbee Problem”. Personally, I think thats amazingly awesome.
Anyways, back to the topic at hand. Beer Discs…[Keep Reading]
It’s so fun for everyone to blame the government for anything and everything. You get in line at the post office and wait for hours to go turn in your passport renewal forms. When you get to the front of the line, you don’t have the right forms. You have to go home, print then, because they’re out. You come back to turn in your form, and they don’t want it in blue ink. You print out another one, redo it in black ink, and go back, and now they’re closed! You blame the damn government! [Keep Reading]
This is completely random and stupid, but it pissed me off.
The other day while walking to class this guy stopped me and started waving flyers in my face. This tends to happen sometimes…Last week it was Redbull and I guess this week its phone distributers…[Keep Reading]
It’s true. When you don’t post for a while–Blogular Constipation–you get to the point where you can’t take it any more and just burst: a phenomenon we in the blogging business call: Blogular Diarrhea. When you haven’t posted anything in a long time, you start to feel all the things you’ve been intending to post (but maybe were too lazy to do) building up and creating pressure at your fingertips. Your hands jump at the keyboard in an uncontrollable fit and jam down each and every unsuspecting key.
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…Goucher was awesome. We partied almost every night and a bunch of crazy shit happened. My friend had Coconut Rum in his dorm and let me tell you, it goes down smooth.
For now I’m only going to talk about one of the nights. Definitely more to come later.
I apologize for the fact that I can only remember half of it…if that.
So, saturday night…[Keep Reading]