pomfelo

I woke up this weekend on the floor wearing a t-shirt a size too small that I've never seen before. Freakin' awesome. I don't remember much about what happened, but some friends of mine talked me into hanging out with some guys from my old fraternity (I'm inactive). Somebody kept handing me unidentified liquids. That's where the haziness kicked in.

Looking back over my comment history, I think I posted to the boards after I staggered in. Actually, looking at the times, I may have borrowed someone's computer at the party. Lord, I must have made a jackass out of myself. Fortuantely, that's vague at the moment. And I think there was a thing with a knife. ... No, that was my swiss army knife with the clock on it...wait, someone thought I was threatening them...no, he was joking. Blackouts are fun, aren't they? (I'll put away these stream of conciousness posts for a while.)

That's was the last bit of excitement I'm allowed to have for a while. All of my teachers are struggling to get those last few tests and assignments in before dead week. The only ones I'm really worried about are seminar and institutions. We don't have any books or lesson plans for seminar, and my instittutions professor doesn't teach. He just tells boring, racist stories. (Freakin' tenure...)

This is going to be a long week. If only I had some sort of outlet for my anxiety...