The SURC Pit Girls

Justin Jonson and I were just recently overly smothered in the likes of multiple overly hyper college girls. I know, two exaggerations in one sentence, how low can one go? Although they were only here for maybe 10 minutes, it felt like maybe 10 lifetimes. I've only been alive for a fifth of one lifetime, and I'm 19 years-old. It felt like a long time. They were loud, obnoxious, and touchy with one another. One of them was tickled off the sofa by another. She fell hard, and I can't say I wasn't amused. Because that would be lying. It took a great deal of effort to restrain the laughter that was building up inside of my entire body. I think what stopped me was the fact that she was also laughing. Immediately it wasn't funny anymore. I wanted the humiliation back in the atmosphere. It was gone, however, and I was left to slowly shake my head in Justin's direction. He showed we were sharing similar thoughts by repeating my actions.

Haven't eaten anything all day, still have to wait for another half an hour...maybe that's why I'm a little cranky. Maybe it's because I've had to pee since the end of my chem class at 2. Why haven't I peed? It seems silly to hold back on relieving one's self doesn't it...

I have no more plans for Halloween. I was planning on a road trip down to Provo, Utah for the time of my life, only to have those plans spit on, crumpled up, lit on fire, and had the ashes urinated on by both sets of Justin and my parents. It would've been awesome being the Mystery Kids, but now I don't know what I'm gonna do. Maybe I'll go home and have some of my mom's famous chili and eat my weight in various chocolates...I don't really wanna give them the time of day though seeing as they don't think I'm even responsible enough to make a 10 hour trip driving. Who knows, maybe I'm being stubborn and close-minded about why they couldn't let me take the car they bought with the money they got from my car they volunteered for the failed stimulus that was supposed to be Cash for Clunkers. Thanks Obama, now I can't see my girlfriend for another month. I am happy for my parents though, they needed an efficient car to drive the 20 minutes to and from work multiple times every day...

Not bad for my first blog I think, so I'll call that good for the day.

Ramblin' Man out.