Spring Break

Spring break has started, and you ask "what, what are you going to do for spring break, Charles? Are you going to go to an exotic place and sit on the beach?" Then I say something like "no, no I am not planning on going to an exotic place because I lack the funds to do such fine things. Instead, I shall go back to my hometown and golf for five days straight on the 9-hole course."

"Nine hole?" you say. "Are you joking? That is not even real golf!"

"No, no it isn't," I respond, my emotions not excited. "But I am not a real golfer. I am a binge golfer. Others binge drink, and fuck themselves up, but I choose to stay clean, to improve on my golf game."

"What?" you say. "Are you some kind of pansy?"

And that's when my bud Tiger Woods comes out of nowhere and knocks you to the floor with his three wood. Tiger lets out a roar, something like: "yo man! You should listen to this Charles kid. That booze is a bad scene...it'll surely fuck you up." And then Michael Jordan will crawl out from the shrubs and say something like: "Damn straight! That booze will FUCK YOU UP!"

Michael Jordan is like a saint. You should follow in his footsteps this spring break, and stay clean. That is always best.

Today

Today was sort of busy. I can't really remember what happened, but it was busy.

Josip was a pretty sweet guy. He was pretty sweet.

Unfortunatley, I am a dumbass, and thought that the reading was at 19:30. So, I get there, a little late, like at 19:35, and then realize that it was at 19:00. Instead of being the fool to walk in late, I decided to turn around and walk back outside.

I just got done eating a lot of candy. Walgreens has these humungous boxes of candy for $1, so I bought 5: Raisenettes, Junior Mints, Red Vines, Boston Baked Beans, and these things called Jujubes. Then in the checkout line I decided I needed some peeps, so I got a box of those too. I ate almost the whole box of Raisenettes. I feel sort of sick. The Jujubes were like three years old, and very hard, so I only ate about five of those things. Don't get Jujubes. They will surely bring you to your downfall.

Also, this insomnia thing is over. Instead, I am just really tired all the time. I sleep like 9 or ten hours a night, and still I am tired in the day. Maybe I am dying. That would be most unfortunate. I don't think I am dying. No, I'm not.

Well, on this note, I am going to go to bed. The Raisenettes need time to settle. My brain needs time to clear. My body needs 11 hours of rest.

C Walk

I have decided to learn the C Walk. Within a couple weeks, I will be an all star. Check out this clip...it is pretty tight:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R_kDD9p8_V8&mode

I am NOT Irish.

This is what my room looks like. It is disorganized. It is difficult to locate what you are looking for.

What my room represents is my mind. My mind is disorganized, and it is quite possible that I do not know what is going on more than 75% of the time.

You see that fishbowl, on top of the wardrobe? I like that fishbowl. A fish swims in it. Its name is Gypsum. You see that picture above the fishbowl? It is a picture of two white kittens in a wicker basket with a red linen. You see that hat on the left? It is a Norte Dame hat. I'm Irish, so naturally I would have a Norte Dame hat. See that torchier light? It sets a romantic mood. I like a romantic mood. See those curtains? Those curtains were made by my mom. I live in sort of a basement thing. The ground level starts at the bottom of the window. I guess you could say I live in a pit.

But it is an awesome pit. I love to live in this pit. I have a cat who also resides in the pit. Her name is Nacho. She is orange.

See that stuff hanging from the ceiling? It's like Christmas all the time in my room. Joy to the world!

Cereal

Cereal is quite possible the best food ever. It is great as a breakfast food...great for a snack...and can even be a meal on its own (if you eat a couple three or four bowls). Yes, cereal is certainly the best food ever.

Since you are apparently interested in what I am saying, I will tell you what my favorite kinds of cereal are:

Boo Berry
Count Chocula
Frankenberry
Raisin Bran
Frosted Shredded Wheats


Now doesn't this make you want to go get a big bowl of cereal? I hope it does. If you are poor and living on the streets, don't worry. You can come enjoy a bowl of cereal with me. When it gets warmer, we can even sit out on the porch and converse under the beautiful sun.

Stories.

I tried to write some today. It turned out that today was just a day to write a couple of paragraphs for two different stories. One is about a guy and a girl. The guy is from a foreign country. The other story is about a guy and a girl and a bird and a boy.

Pussies

People around here are pussies when it comes to snow. I guess there is some kind of "winter storm" or something right now. They closed school. Wesleyan is a bunch of pansies. It is not even that bad outside. The roads are pretty much all clear, and it isn't even cold. It's like 30 degrees, with a windchill of 15. We aren't in Antarctica, people. It really isn't that bad. Nut up!