Concerts and Tennis

The weekend was as pleasant as expected. Although the "Of Montreal" show was very dissapointing. I don't know why a band that is as musically talented puts up with awful sound. It sounded like they were trying to impress someone with how loud they could play. Everything was turned up far too loud. After too many PBRs and only two OM songs I decided to exit the venue. I ended up walking around Champaign alone for a while at around 1 or 2 in the morning.
On a much more positive note. The City on Film show at the Iron horse was amazing. Bob Nana does not dissapoint. I even had a little chat with him before his set and we had a nice toast to drinking Lienes. Pretty cool guy if I do say so myself. Its too bad that I was never able to see a Hey Mercedes show. I bought a t-shirt, but it seems to be way too small. So michelle has probably inherited a nice black t-shirt.

In conclusion it was a rather good weekend. I'm especially glad a certain person did not attend because there might be a chance to hang out with a girl. We probably had a better time with Ben. Private stock, burgers, and Cubs cookies.

Oh, the cold

Well the school year continues to roll on uneventfully yet again. The Bears are playing great and that makes me excited for Sundays. The weather is very chilly today, and I think I like it. The cold really gives my life a good ole college feel. The air just seems more crisp. This week is a tough one with a test I took on Monday, a test on Thursday that will be really tough, and another difficult test on Friday. Good thing I have a great weekend with my good buddy Kyle planned this weekend. Friday night we are going to see The City on Film (Bob Nanna, formerly of Hey Mercedes) and as of right now Saturday should be another great night with Owen and Of Montreal. I think the only thing that could make this weekend better concert wise would be to throw in a little The Format. Hopefully there will be some new pictures either on here or on facebook.

Mister Rogers' Neighborhood Gerrymandered To Serve King Friday's Make-Believe Agenda

Crazy Maybe Lezzy

I feel I must share the tail of my Human Disease professor with all of you. I know that most have heard the story and I appologize for being redundant. However, there are many who have not.
She is a shorter woman maybe 40 years old with a crew cut with a nice salt and pepper hue. Appears to be a normal build at first, until you make your way down the torso and realize she is hiding a innertube in her waistband. The sarcastic smurk on her face cannot be mistaken as she leans against the lab table in the front of the classroom. At first you don't know how to take her as you try and decide the difficulty of the class based purely on the apperance of the instructor... (simply put, she is short, round, and has a lil' lezzy look to her).
So the other day during this class she is talking about AIDS and the whole sharing needles thing. She goes off on a tangent about coke-heads using a new technique called "jacking-off." They put the cocaine into a syringe and pull blood from their body filling the syringe and mixing the blood and cocaine. They promptly inject the mixture back into the body enhancing the already potent high of cocaine. Everyone reacts appropriately with the standard, "ooooooooooo" or "fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuckkk." (with a sigh mixed in) One kid however looks a little deeper into and promptly asks, "Oh yea, how do you know?" With a quick tilt of the head and a witty giggle she says with (no sarcasm at all), "I actually have done it about 200 times. (rolls up her sleeves) You see, I don't want to show you guys my track lines, so I usually shoot up in the crack of my ass... or between my toes." Every immediately laughs uncontrollably until she continues. "You should see how I put a tampon in..." laughter quickly seizes and a soft, ughhhhhhhh comes over the class. "It involves jumping off a building!" The laughter is completly gone at this point and I just begin to pack up my stuff, because I have officially checked out of paying attention to this lady today.
I had a conversation with Mr. O'Connor the other day about a similar situation, yet more generalized. I don't know what it is about instructors swearing. I know I should be used to it, because I have had numerous swearing instructors each semester. Everytime though it gets me, just makes me want to giggle like its the first time I have ever heard that word in my life. Now, if I could only get one of them to use the word "clusterfuck" in a sentence, it would make college all worth while.

Right Guy To Fuck With Identified

I'm sure that some of you will find this boring and dry however, I know at least a couple people who will find it rather humerous. Hopefully something exciting or funny will happen to me and I will be able to write something original instead of putting up creative and funny things written by people armed with far more wit than I.

The Real NCAA Pre-Season Poll

Here We Go Again

To all of you who are laughing right now, its not the same this time. I have been trying to post on my other blog. However, I cannot seem to remember my password or the e-mail address that I used. I was automatically signed in for the majority of the time and then once I moved to school it forgot my information, hence no posts for sometime. I have been trying to remember and try all sorts of different names and e-mail addresses just so I wouldn't have to deal with the shit that I will inevitably recieve for starting yet another blog. Yet, if you want to know what is going on in my life you can deal with the transisiton.
I bid you farewell for now.