chaz720.net - journal

September 02, 2002

You're so bad you're so bad you're so You're so bad you're so bad You think you're in love Like it's a real sure thing But every time you fall You get your ass in a sling You used to be strong But now it's ooh baby please 'Cause falling in love is so hard on the knees We was making love when you told me that you loved me I thought ol' cupid he was taking aim I was believer when you told me that you loved me And then you called me someone else's name There ain't gonna be no more beggin' you please You know what I want And it ain't one of these You're bad to the bone And your girlfriend agrees That falling in love is so hard on the knees Chip off the old block When you're so much like your sister My fantasize it must be out of luck My old libido has been blowing a transistor I feel like I have been hit by a truck Yeah I'm Jonesin' on love Yeah I got the disease You say that we will But there ain't no guarantees I'm major in love But in all minor keys Cause falling in love is so hard on the knees What are you looking for It's got to be hard core Must be some kind of nouveau riche Is this your only chance Or some hypnotic trance Let's get you on a tighter leash You ain't that good Is what you said down to the letter But you like the way I hold the microphone Sometimes I'm good but when I'm bad I'm even better Don't give me no lip I've got enough of my own

What an odd weekend.

It's going on it's third day now and I guess today some reading is going to have to get done. My other professors are alright, I give them a rating of "tolerable" for the time being until they excersize otherwise. So far the record I have a guy who stutters a little but is down to earth, a large woman who looks as grumpy as they come but has an active and perverse sense of humor, a guy who flails his wrists around and says "ya know" and "um" at least once a minute, a soil chemist who looks like he's smoked more than his share and your share and my share, and finally a guy who is dressed such that at any moment at the drop of a hat he'll be ready to go to Hawaii. An allstar team waiting to make this semester, no doubt, a strange one.

oh right, before I forget, uh, yeah there's no link to the month of September in the menu, this is because I don't have flash anymore due to the formatting and the whatnot, and I don't have any current plans to install it, so just kinda keep up to date I guess, I probably won't be posting here a whole ton so your chances of missing an entry are pretty slim, soon enough I'll write some code for my new site and at worst get just the journal part working so I can start using that system.

So the weekend... Friday night I don't even remember so it must have been fun. Saturday, Jason and Rosie made their way down here so that was fun, we played a gta3 drinking game where we passed the controller around and every time someone killed a cop you had to take a drink. A couple of runs in there were very brutal and got us all plastered. So we decided we'd head out to Brothers and meet up with some people, and like every time we seem to say that it turned into a 15th floor reunion of all the people from freshman year. Angelo, David, Jesse, Laura, Malka, Alisha, Raul, Dave, Andy, and Scott. Everyone laughs about how coincidental it is, but it really does happen every few weeks nowadays :D. I spent most of the time catching up with Jesse and the rest of the time with Hans, Jason, and Rosie. I'm going to be honest here, I've always had a hard time enjoying myself at the bars. We've gone in too small a groups too many times and if you do it's a waste of your time. Even when I'm there in large groups of people I have to be really wasted to have a good time and not feel like I'm baby-sitting or something. When I am then it can be fun, but it feels like the hardest work I've ever had to do to have fun before. Blah blah blah, bitch bitch bitch, whine whine whine.

So yesterday While I was playing Mario and getting hopelessly frustrated because my save game is broken or something and it won't let me past a part that I'm already done with, Rosie got in a little fender bender over at 5th and Springfield, it was his fault but the woman didn't help and I can't blame him too much as he's not familiar with the area. Anyway, one of the wheels was messed up so Hans drove them home last night and I guess is coming back this afternoon sometime. They'll likely pick up the car whenever's convienient. Kinda a cruddy end, but I think all in all they had a pretty good time.

Well now I must eat as I can't even remember if I ate dinner last night in all the commotion, but I think my stomach is reporting a negative on that issue.

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