scylla

God, there has been some fucked up shit happening in my life lately. Bah.

But I don't really want to think about that (oh, the art of repression). Instead, ponder -- last saturday myself & a few friends went on to the roof of the physics building of my school with an 8-foot tall tree branch. We found a piece of rope long enough to reach the ground floor and tied that to the end. To the rope, we tied a small bag (not filled with anything particularly dodgy, mind you... cough) and threw it over the edge. Some drunk people walked by and we started bobbing the stick up & down... they pretty much tried to scale the entire building, caught the bag... the guy actually HOLDING the bag ran off in a drunken hilarium, unfortunately. But really, it was worth it. What a wholly absurd picture!

Got a place to live for the summer. I have a roommate for next year.

I suck so much at updating this journal! I pretty much only use the computer outside of email access for about ten minutes a day. Soon, I'll be able to devote, once again, ridiculous amounts of time to this. YES. Bwahaha.