School's going good. A couple of classes look like they're going to be hard as hell. Sometimes I think about changing my major, but I'm not sure what to. Ughhh I gotta figure this all out fast.

Thursday night I went to Bruce for what'll probably be my last games night for a while. I had a great time hanging out with everyone, and Joe gave me a mix CD and Charles gave me two CD's and a spider-man comic. Awesome people. On the way back to campus, I was like RIGHT next to my house, so I thought I'd go in quietely and get my stuff that I left there. But the alarm went off and it was a whole big mess at 1 AM. But I got my stuff and came back to campus.

Last night I met Kevin's friends from the summercamp he worked at. Lucy and Andy are from England and Martin is from New Zealand. I wish I had a cool accent like them. I need to congradulate Kevin on nabbing a guy like Andy, because he's hot as shit. And Lucy was really cool and taught me british slang. She's the "dog's bollux", as they say. We all went to 21 House where the beer was warm and the freshman were annoying, so then we went to Girl's Swimhouse. I tried getting Catherine to get me a free cup, but it didn't work. Then I tried stealing one from the beer pong table, but there were too many people around. Apparantly my alcohol tolerance has gone down a TON. I was pretty drunk. At some point in the night someone yelled "Cuban Dan" and some girl that goes to my school started talking to me when I looked around. Her name's Coley and she knows Dave from Bruce house and stuff. We talked about her being a lurker on Centerfuse and about going to the show on the 18th. Seemed like a nice kid. Then I ended up back at my townhouse and tried out-racing Pete's friend wearing the mocassins that we found in our house when we moved in and I was rolling around and trying to sleep in the hall. GOOD TIMES.

I woke up at like 8 AM today and felt like ass. I couldn't go back to sleep so I read and got food. Gina and Lauren were there so I sat with them. Then I went to read more and feel asleep for another couple of hours. I woke up and did nothing. I feel finished that book that's supposed to be about emo; "Nothing Feels Good: Punk Rock, Teenagers, and Emo" by Andy Greenwald. I really liked the first half of the book, the stuff about the history and how it all built up. But then the other half of the book was like a biography of Chris Carraba. I mean, it wasn't bad, but it just felt like a totally seperate book. Then things got even more loosely related with two chapters on makeoutclub.com and livejournals. It's not a bad book, it's just that these three parts are barely connected and don't make alot of sense to be put together like this.

And now it's about time for me to get going. I'm going down to Deptford to see Horse The Band and Nag Hamadi with Pat and Shaun. This better be awesome. I've done nothing today but look at Myspace and Centerfuse and talk to Jess LeClair (not that that isn't worth it, but now it's time to do something physical). Later.