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Ah, the fortune cookie game (where you add “in bed” to the end of your fortune and giggle commesurately). My fortune: You are capable, competent, creative, careful. Prove it….in bed. (Yeah, if only I had the opportunity…) Nate’s fortune: Your sparkling eyes give a healing light to those you meet…in bed. (I’d have to ask ...

3,000!

So sometime over the weekend, my counter went up to 3,000 hits. I’ve had this thing up here, sporadically, since summer. I think it’s been up and working for a grand total of about 3 months. So there’s 1,000 people reading this a month… Or, far more likely, 25 or 30 reading it over and ...

How much do I not want to write this paper?

So much that I did all my studying for my Italian test, which isn’t until Tuesday either, before even starting this paper. So much that half the first page is taken up by user comments from IMDB.com. So much that I went to Television Without Pity and read ER summaries from 3 years ago. So ...

Ahhhhhhh…

The heat problems in our apartment have been mostly fixed. I can actually still feel my fingers despite the fact that I’ve been doing work in my room for hours. The problem tonight is that I have really poor circulation in my feet (seeing as how they have to carry a great deal more weight ...

Definitely not going back to that Steak ‘N’ Shake

Apparently, our waitress was not the only one high as a kite last night. To wit: Eddy: i am actually just reading your weblog right now Eddy: the joys of skokie Me: 🙂 Eddy: what time were you at steak and shake last night? Me: about 1am or so Me: why, were you there at ...

Confidence

Why I’m confident my Cousin Mark will never clue my mom in on the existence of my weblog: I can clue his parents in on the existence of posts like this.

A weird excursion into Skokie

So Elisa and Ray are visiting from Champaign, and a bunch of us decided to go to Skokie lanes and get our drunk bowling on (well, except me because I’m still on my 30 days no booze kick and I was driving, and Ray because he was driving). Firstly, on the way over, this animal, ...

And another thing…

…I forgot to mention about why Duncan Sheik sucked last night: his sad, pathetic attempt at a mohawk. It looked like he got the back spiked, the very front formed in a sort of duck’s ass shape, and then didn’t spike the middle, either because he’s out of his mind or he ran out of ...

Concert Review: Ben Folds, Live

This is the fourth concert I’ve been to in less than two weeks, and I’m happy to say that it’s been four for four in terms of excellent performances. Well, at least in terms of main acts. Duncan Sheik opened, and while he was not bad per se, he picked a totally wrong set. He ...

Signs

1. It is time to give up on using your umbrella when the wind blows it inside out three times inside of ten minutes, especially when you’re also trying to hold a coherent conversation with your mother on a cell phone without getting blown into Lake Michigan. 2. It is time to ride your bike ...