I couldn't do the 999 challenge. It's embarrassing. I'd been looking forward to it for so long, too. Oh well. Six Beers and Six dogs in 7 innings is plenty. Those last two innings were spent in agony.

Mad props to Will and Pearson for finishing. Incredible, guys. Incredible. I can't imagine cramming 3 more beers and 3 more hot dogs in there. I can't even imagine your #2 tomorrow. Good luck with all that.

Ever wonder what the Q stands for in Q-Tip? No googling. Is that how you say that? Or more like google-ing? Googleing...

Anyway. Time to graduate is coming so horrendously fast. I'm going to miss my smelly, dirty house and roommates. My smelly, dirty roommates.

I tried to get a free Whopper today after my visit to Burger King. My receipt had a call in survey option, and I figured it was a great idea considering how much I have to eat out. So I call the number, and a recording tells me to push any number on my touchpad for more information about the number I called. I pushed one, so it told me that I would receive a text message with how to get more infomation.

Immediately, I get a text. "For 9.99/month plus standard text messaging charges, you can subscribe to this service."

What?! The damn Whopper only costs $2. The coupon even says "only one per customer per month". So I've got to spend $10 to get a $2 Whopper?

....Man, that Whopper is going to taste good on Thursday.

Well, I was hinting that you'd get to see the awesome snow penis in my last update, but it turns out Will is just about as good with technology as Mark is.

Ohhh, I kid.

But seriously, another blizzard warning? I hate the snow. All this extra crap is going to make next week, when it all melts again, very, very gross and wet. Can't wait until my house is soggy. Great.

Stupid ice/snow storm. We lost power at 8pm and didn't get it back until 12:30am. Lost it again for about 4 minutes at 4pm this afternoon, after I had reset my alarm clock. That was one of the most boring Saturday nights with one of the best ideas ever. I can't believe Mark didn't even get to see the big penis we put on his car, but I hope to God the pictures we took turn out.

The production of too many useful things results in too many useless people. Ever worry your job is going to be invented out of existence?

Off to the Lake this weekend. Or should I say Kading's future employer? Hopefully I won't get hypothermia in our proposed polar plunge.

Auditing a new company the last couple days in the same line of work that NewCom was in. Ironically, this company is losing money too, but by the boatloads. This company has NewCom beat in net loss 20 times over!

....It's a league game, Smokey.

Will drop kicked a bottle and bruised his ass after he missed. Kading got a birthday present from a girl who told him to never talk to him again. Mark's hand is healing slowly after an all male hot tub incident went haywire. And I go to work and to school.

The Superbowl is going to be so boring. I'm calling it now, Bears 21 Colts 31.

Kading's parents came over and played beer pong with us last night. It was quite a sight. Made me wonder if my M&D would fancy a game...?

Jean came this weekend and it was awesome. Sad to see her leave, but at least I know it'll only be two weeks this time, instead of three. Great to see Stultz again, too. I can't imagine how he gets himself motivated for classes knowing he already has a job.

I'm even more sore the second day after lifting. I think this is going to take awhile to get used to. But man, once I do... Prepared to be bench pressed, world!

Nadal is out, Roddick is in! You have to think the winner of tonight's match between Roddick and Federer will take the title, but I guess I had already made up my mind about the Nadal match.

The pictures from last night made experiencing it much easier. I wish I could show you all, but Kading would probably try and tackle my McDonalds pole cover again. Ohhh, fine. Kading's spreadin' them cheeks

I actually stayed in budget this weekend!! I'm sure Jean will be proud of me. I really need to get my ass over there to pick up my student loan reimbursement check. That'll buy a LOT of beer.