my friends persuaded me to buy a pack of "magic: the gathering" cards today. which is weird, because this is the kind of game i refused to have anything to do with in middle school and high school. i thought it was ridiculous.

so apparently, for me, college is not the time to get drunk and fuck a lot of girls. it's the time to get my nerd awn. awwwww yah.

also: my hat hair/bedhead has of late been almost unbelivably weird, especially considering how short my hair is (having shaved it in late october.) it has this weird tendency to stick straight up in patches, those being mostly in the back, and then refuse to do anything but stick to my head in front. it's the kind of thing that needs to be seen to be believed.

re: hussein's capture (christ, could this entry be more random?), it's weird how much i don't care. by any reasonable standard, this man is unfit to live, but to be honest i don't care if he does or not. i guess it has something to do with the fact that there is NOTHING that can be done to this man to make up for what he did. the best that we can hope is that if there is some sort of naughty/nice system after death, he gets stuck down in the 9th level of the naughty end, where he belongs.

but i figure let's let him live as long as possible. then there's a good chance he'll die like mr. pol pot, stuck in a refugee camp somewhere, covered and shit and skin disease, barely able to remember his name. we can only hope.