RIGHT NOW I'M:
---listening to New End Original sing Leper....but I would really like to be listening to The Cure's new acoustic CD that you ALL must go and buy!!! Go. Now. Buy.
---feeling like Grant....that's about it

Oh goodness, it has just been way too long since I have updated....and I really don't have any good reason as to why I haven't. So I will spare you the torture of a really sad excuse, and just get right into all the fun and excitment that you sad people vicariously obtain through reading about my life. Kidding....really.

Let's see what has happened recently (this will be in NO particular order since my life is kind of a big blur now, so time means nothing to me). Last night I was trying to use my computer and had somehow turned on the hot keys feature so whenever you pressed certain keys instead of typing that letter, it would do a function like opening windows explorer or something. So I had to create this odd pager code type thing that just plain confused everyone. But it sure was fun. Conversations went something like this:

keika40: hey Grant
greenm00se: h3y
keika40: what's up?
greenm00se: not ^^uch, but ^^y co^^put3|^ |)o3sn't wo|^k still. THIS SUCKS!!!
keika40: I'm sorry.
greenm00se: H3Y, I CAN W|^IT3 "THIS SUCKS" WITHOUT USING O|)|) SY^^BOLS!!!

I think it would make life much more interesting if we switched it up every once in a while and did things like writing using code. I almost had to write my paper like that for my film aesthetics class. I would love to see that guy's face as I handed him my paper and told him my problem and gave him a key to interpret the paper. Heh.

We have continued the tradition of taping food to our door for others to enjoy. We found a piece of cake in our room that had been there for...uh...quite some time (not sure how long)...(though that isn't as bad as the fossilized piece of cake in our fridge that has been there since October 7th...ewww). I decided that we should offer this scrumptous piece of dessert to the others on our floor so I had Aaron help me and I whipped out the duct take and stapler. Soon the cake was firmly attached and the sings saying, "FREE CAKE" were in place. The next day we opened the door to find DJ holding the cake with a big piece missing telling us how good it tasted. After getting ready to call the hospital he informed us that he didn't really eat it. I was relieved. Then today I had a revelation of how to get the jello to stick to the door. Last time we failed...but not this time!! I just taped an entire cup to the door with the jello in it. At least three fourths of it is gone from random people eating it. That's...well, kind of gross. I think I'll leave the cup there and add new scrumptious treats for the lucky people of the Prolle-Sodaro non-substance floor to enjoy.

Hey, guess what...I might have mononucleosis!!! OH JOY!!! Yeah, I'm not sure if I will get it yet because it's only been like a week and a half since I was exposed, so I'm not sure if it will put me out or not. But no worries, I'm looking at the bright side. I have now become the ever so feared Monobomber! (not to be confused with the Unibomber) I can use this to my advantage. If someone has a good looking milkshake...I can just take a quick sip and PRESTO...it's mine. Or I could lick someone's pizza and they would HAVE to give it to me. Or if someone pisses me off, I can just kiss them. Muwahahaha. I have labeled all my food and liquid with DO NOT EAT/DRINK. I guess I could have not told people about it and given it to them all...but that would have been mean...huh?

So the airport sucks. I just have problem after problem there. I was going to take my Playstation back to school with me after Thanksgiving, and I had the guns in there for games like Point Blank and Time Crisis. I walk up to the line and see a big sign saying, "NO REPLICA OR TOY GUNS." Crap. So I call my dad and do something really stupid (not like I've never done something stupid before). In the midst of the guys with guns and airport security I have this conversation:

"Hey dad....dad? DAD? (now yelling because it is loud in the airport) HEY...I CAN'T GO THROUGH THE AIRPORT SECURITY WITH THE GUNS! YEAH, SO CAN YOU COME BACK AND I'LL PUT THE GUNS IN YOUR CAR AND THEN I CAN GET THROUGH! OK, YEAH...JUST THE GUNS....NOT ALL OF IT! OK, SEE YOU SOON!"

Hmmm.....that was smart.

After I went through the first line, I was then presented with the task of being checked with the new beefed up metal detectors. I took off my watch, took out my wallet, and that is all I had. And once more I was smart and wore my belt with a HUGE metal buckle and many metal studs. Dang. So it beeps, of course and this lady has me stand on a little spot on the floor as she starts waving her magic metal detecting wand over me. As it hovers over my crotch I hear BEEP BEEP BEEP. I smile bashfully as I lift up my shirt and show her my belt buckle. She says, "Open it." I furrow my eyebrows and then look around me and see the huge crowds of people, some of which watching me as I unbuckle my belt. She then waves it over my crotch again and it beeps still. Um...yes....my pants DO have a zipper. She then has me fold down my pants. Right, this isn't embarrassing. Not at all. I HATE AIRPORTS!!!

So the hyper disease has hit us all. Yesterday Ed was jumping up and down on my bed singing Hot Pants by James Brown at the top of his lungs as he was kicking Christina who was hiding under the blankets on my bed. Later Aaron was using drum sticks on everything from my head to my car to different items in the grocery store (that is until he broke a large jar of sala on the ground). Later we figured out that the Dr. Pepper box fits over your head and you even have a nice little eye-slit so you don't run into things. I haven't really done too much yet...but I'm sure it will hit me soon.

RANDOM FACTS OF THE DAY:

---Clockwork Orange is a really messed up movie

---salt does not come out of your hair very easily....especially when it has been applied in large doses

---procrastination is a bad thing....and I am procrastination's bitch

---AWOL can NOT BE USED for ANYTHING except Absent Without Leave....sorry Ed

---I don't have any more random facts...but I put the dashes there so I left them there for no apparent reason...sorry

Um...I had like allot of things to write about but I can't remember any of them now. I'll try and update more often and maybe get some of those fun stories in there somewhere. With how incredibly anti-continuity I have been recently it won't matter if I start talking about a month ago, now will it? No. It won't. I have to go. Really. I just do...trust me. Bye for now.