Iowa v. Drake tonight. It's sold out, so I predict standing room only. That's sort've gay, but we'll put up with it.

Finally! Jenna is off my main page!!

I wasn't tired when I woke up this morning. I think it was because of the lack of sleep I got when I was home. I'm not complaining, though. Waking up at 830 isn't bad when it's because of the smell of food.

Would you shock someone to the point of death because of mere suggestion by a lab experimenter? I know I would!

Man, I hate that drive. So long. So boring.

Thanksgiving was great. Lots of food eaten; lots of relatives kissed.

Holy crap! Iowa basketball went from an expected disappointing year to amazing in two games. Upsetting Louisville and Texas on back to back nights. Let's hope Pierre Pierce is not out for good.

But seriously. Holy crap.

2 papers to write and 2 classes to sit through and I'll be home! Turkey and pie, here I come!!

I flubbed my way through the National Exam. I have to have gotten at least a 76%, right? Next up is the gay Court of Honor.

Playing with my camera is all well and good, until it gets old. Meanwhile, Staube came. It was nice to see her again. We did a lot of sitting around, but I'm sure she still had fun. Will created my favorite photo yet. How do ya like that bagel, man? Tubbs hung out last night, too! We all love Tubbs...some of us a little too much. Also, I spilled a little cheese on myself. But that's what I get when you start doing this. Mark was being Mark. No, dude. You can't do that, I already tried it.

I hope everybody takes notice of my girlfriend's website. Like Kading's odor (finally) it's new and improved.

I feel bad for not Aqua Teen'ing it for the last couple days. I hate letting my 12 fans down.

My TV is absolutely busted. I'll get it fixed sooner or later. Until then, Will purchased a new one. It's the same size...but FLAT.

I have the need. The Need for Speed.

I should hope the rest of you have socks like this.

This is cute. Friggin' sharks.

This game makes me laugh. Move your mouse to keep the drunk standing! The best part is that for some reason, it says "albanifest" on the front. I guess the only Albanian I knew needed help walking, too.

Went to Sam's club tonight. Watched a woman buy 5 gallons of laundry detergent, 3 gallons of dishwashing liquid, 3 gallons of fabric softener...but only one gallon of milk. Just seemed odd.

Real lazy weekend. Went to see her and her parents took us here. I watched many awful movies.

Tonight is my TV night. Watch My Big Fat Obnoxious Boss. It's bliss.

True? You betcha.

Poker tonight. For a good cause. My advancement. In stuff.

Mark throws like this. Until you tell him he's gay. Then he throws like this.

Don't just look at the ball. Okay, you're getting better. There ya go!!

Damn, we're sexy.

My joke addition to the pledge class T-shirt apparently was good enough to win the vote. Go figure.

I'm all registered. My schedule is odd. Next semester I really don't have to care about class. Maybe I should get a job?

This week will be a lot of work.

I can't even believe I spent that much money on such an awful evening. I actually enjoyed the double cheeseburger I had on thew ay home more than the 3 hours I spent watching people get drunk.

The Steelers were impressive. More than impressive. 8/8 on third down compared to the Eagles 0/8. AFC champs.

Saw the movie 'Saw'. Shouldn't have been seen.

Formal is tonight. Jean and I represent 20% of the attendees.

Last post was pretty money with all of the comments... Let's keep that coming, shall we? Also, I have no friggin' clue who wrote most of those.. so start leaving your name, kids.

Today I have an interview with Nu that could change my life. Would you take a semester off of school if you could?

It makes me really, really nervous when my Rabbi says, "Okay, I have your papers graded. Now..keep in mind that this is only half your grade. We still have a final. If you're not satisfied, you can do some extra credit work."

But when I open up the paper and it says, "A+ Very, very well written!", I tend to relax a little bit.

They've been hounding me for weeks to make a choice; make a choice. I'm not going to vote. That's a choice, isn't it?

Of all the crappy days that I could've skipped class, today would've been the best. But no, I had to know the answer to the one problem I didn't understand.

You know what the answer was? "Oh, we skipped that section. It's not on the test."

SWEET, THANKS.