"It's hard being a robot."

It's been such a long time. I feel like I've been here for eons, but it's been about three weeks. Dear lord.

Time for the weekly recap.
Monday--Stuff. Conspiracy theory things with Nate and Mike. Watched Children of Men with Nate and his roommate. Late night wandering around which deteriorated into doing a Titanic puzzle in Java Joint and lying on the floor reading the Beloit Poetry Digest from the 50s, 60s, and 70s (it was bad) and some guy's poorly argued opinion on anarchy.

Tuesday--I fucking dropped Rob LaFleur's history class. Suck it.

Some other non consequential things happened during the week.

Friday--Something resembling the usual with Family Guy, v. little drinking, and me ending up sitting in Jameson's room listening to music by myself for a long time.

Saturday--Drinking at dinner. Apples to apples. Pizza. Wooden katana fights. And that was all before 11pm. Dancing and darts at Chaus for a long time. Sarah, Nan, Jameson, and I had a dance party in J-man's room for a long time. Jameson, Robert, and I talked and I punched Ted in the stomach when he got home for being silly.

Sunday--I spent the entire day on Whitney 3rd doing comic book things. I like it a lot up there, it's nice and comfy and fairly geeky, which is something I miss a lot. I picked up some Taco Bell for Mike, Nate, and myself for dinner and the bag weighed maybe 4 pounds. It was grotesquely amazing.

Monday--I started freaking out about stuff.

Tuesday--I really freaked out about stuff, mainly study abroad application things, which I spent all day doing. I hate that crap. Watched Battle Royale with Jameson, Nate, and Austin to calm down and take a break. Then back to the same old crap.

I may be going insane. I should really go to bed, I have a long day ahead of me.

Also, this what Mike sent me.