Murdaface is dead.

I will now be posting here. This will be the only blog I continually update with a combination of literature, rants, lame excuses for conversation and possibly pictures. I'll probably keep this blog up too so people can just find the link and go straight to that blog.

Pie is boring

So I'm currently working my new job here on campus at Rider. I sit at a desk for as long as I want waiting for someone to get locked out of their room in the dorm hall I am assigned. It's easy as pie.



I'm bored.

College. A Poem.

College is fun.
Except when they try to control your life.
And by they I mean the man.
And by the man I mean Rider.
I'm 21 I'll drink if I want to.
No I'm not stupid, I'm not going to funnel vodka.
I have self control.
I am a human being who is conscious of the hazards of drinking.
Especially underage drinking.
It's wrong.
Don't do it.

Ready or Not. Get Set. Go.

It's raining outside.

There's a big party tonight at my apt. and to be honest, I don't know what to think.

I want to watch a movie. But the tv in my room doesn't have an AV cable plug in, so all I can watch is tv... lame. The tv in the living room is being used by my roommates. They're playing halo.

I just had a hamburger I made on the george foreman grill. It was decent.

Fuck I have to clean.

I'm kinda tired. Maybe a nap too.

Also, I have to run 2 miles tomorrow for the start of hockey season. Gah.

O hay girl hay

Who gives homework on the first day of classes?


And why am I not hammered right now?

WTF?

At school.

Andrew just informed me he has three nipples.

Interesting.