christmas, etc...

well, i guess i made the dean's list at school for the fall semester. here are the stats:

Communications: A
German: A-
EuroCiv 215: B
EuroCiv 216: A-
GPA: 3.608

okay, lumping christmas and birthday gifts into one (because i'm a materialistic prick...) here's the final tally:

jones soda holiday pack
various assortment of planters nuts
a collection of su doku puzzles
an electric razor (not a beard trimmer... but a real live shaver-shaver)
the worst-case scenario survival handbook: extreme edition
an aluminum water bottle (for winter camp)
an led flashlight (winter camp)
plier/ratchet multi-tool thing.
black and white plaid pajama pants (SCORE!!!)
some real winter gloves
a digital camera keychain (supposedly it really works... we'll try that out later)
a krispy kreme t-shirt & gift certificate from libby.
a travel alarm clock (WTF?! meh, whatever. bruce likes getting us useless stuff and then watching us try to pretend to be excited. he just thinks it's funny. i just get kind of annoyed.)
printer/scanner/copier with ink and set of USB adapters/cables
a bath sheet and matching hand towel. (SCORE AGAIN! DOUBLE TRUE!!)
a tin of popcorn with poker chips and cards on top (again, why? it's the thought that counts, right?)
ratcheting box wrenches for the car (on a scale of one to awesome, these are FREAKIN' SWEET!)
a pair of pro mark TX2BW drumsticks. yummy. with a gift certificate to guitar center. from grandma wright.
a couple of gift certificates to kohls (i guess that's why i didn't get much in the way of clothes this year)
and a whole bunch of dvds:
- queen: live at wembley stadium
- Experience Jimi Hendrix (a british documentary... should be interesting and cool)
- the ladies' man (to replace my scratched copy)
- office space: special edition, with flair (i still haven't seen it yet. giddy though)
- napoleon dynamite (oh, c'mon. self-explanatory awesomeness)
- the 40 year-old virgin (YES! YESS!! YESSS!!!)
- life of brian (date with the goyles, fo sho)
- Looney Tunes - Golden Collection: Vols. I & II (dad said there's a vol. III, but we'll wait a bit on that one. this is 8 discs of pure comedic ecstasy / nostalgia!!! i'm never leaving the house again.)
CDs:
311 - Music
311 - don't tread on me

and today i bought myself some new blank CDs, and SOAD - hypnotize. which i really like.

i'm sure there's more i'm forgetting.

went to the hookah bar, then morningstar, with kevin and teh fil. that was lots of fun. coffee and smoking; pretty hard to go wrong. and we also played a game of pool, which i won. but kevin really should've, i was not on my game, but still, it was good. come to think of it, i won euchre against him at the coffeehouse too. damn, now i feel bad.

i hate how now that christmas is over, everyone simply looks to the next holiday. maybe if people didn't start with christmas as soon as they were finished giving thanks, they wouldn't be so hot to get a move on.

i'm still celebrating, dammit! :)

love you guys. seriously. just keep it on the dl. we don't want to ruin my tough-guy image.

penguins:

"Penguins shoot their poop appx 3 feet.

But once a year they hold an annual poop shoot fair and all the penguins gather to shoot their poop.

The penguin record for poop shooting is 11 feet, 3 inches, held by an emperor penguin which was rumored to have been fed White Castle for the week prior to the event."

- Rich (a.k.a. Buddha)

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that pretty much sums it up right there. i spent a lot of time studying with ellen. i got to talk to katie 1 on 1 for awhile too. and i did laundry. all in all, it was productive and i enjoyed myself. let's hope tomorrow proves to be similar. i'm debating on whether or not i should set my alarm. i'm leaning towards no.

and i'm really thinking about a nice long walk through the scenic parts of campus. yepper. that's sounding super-fantabulous.

g'night.

someday...

someday my prince will come for me. but until then... i'm left to dream.

i had a lot of fun tonight. too much fun perhaps. it's amazing how difficult it is to just be friends. feelings suck. but yet they're the best ever.

and i inadvertently got buzzed off a double-shot of whiskey. whoopsy dupsy. i forgot i hadn't eaten... and i drank it kinda fast. oh well, it happens. and it was a fun half-hour or so, anyway. and the look on ellen's face when she had a sip was absolutely priceless. and katie refrained... at which point i felt like a bad friend. but she really didn't seem to mind. i don't know what to make of her. i really don't. mostly because i just don't want to believe it, i guess. i don't know what needs to happen for this to make sense, but i want it to happen sooner than later already. grr. whatcha gonna do, right?

just be friends... that's what you're going to do. and quit your bitching... you're going to do that as well.

one exam to go! then i'm done with my first ever semester of college. hopefully i don't fail college and they kick me out and never want to see me again. then again, it might be somewhat of a relief.

i'll do fine. but for now, i have to be social.

goodnight, lovebirds.

seriously... this feeling can go away any time now... i won't mind, honest.

and just gar.

cut it out.

feelings suck donkey balls. and a chode. feelings suck a donkey chode punch balls ass cock penis rape anal dwelling butt monkey.

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i still don't feel better, even after all that. dammit!

EARMUFFS!

jared just came and sang "god rest ye, merry, gentle fags" to me. it was full of good tidings and cashmere. and armani, and something else.

i should probably get to work now. as always.