Gloomy Day + An Awkward Situation

Today seems to be a gloomy day. It's dark and rainy, I took a U.S. History test and classes seemed to drag on longer than normal today. What makes it even better is that I have yet to attend my four hour night class, where we learn about the stars. The best part about that class is Professor Muscutariu, an elderly hairless gentleman in his 60's from Romania. He speaks English, mind you, in bits and pieces. My favorite moments are when his brain freezes as he is searching frantically for the correct English words. This is often accompanied by a gaping mouth and a stare off behind our heads. I will try to obtain some pictures of this man whenever possible.





So I haven't played Battlefield in a week, due to the outrageously slow internet connection our school generously provides. So today, I'm on and suddenly it speeds up! Hark! Then Luke jumps on during his lunch break, and I'm like NO WAY! And then we get into a level, and we both make it into a 2 seater attack chopper, (which basically never happens.) Holy crap! What are the chances!? And then my phone rings, and I already know who it's going to be, and I'm placed in one of the most awkward situations I've been in in a long time. Sarabeth returned my call right at that moment. Now guys, what would you have done? I mean seriously. I hadn't played in a week! I felt really bad because she went to have dinner with her Grandparents at 5:00, and I have night class from 6-10 so it was basically saying, yeah, we might not hang out today. So now, I feel like schmuck (I can hear SB apologizing already, lol) Dang. Well just goes to show you that the only good thing that can come from video games is reaction time. But she still rocks my socks. And she looks amazing in this pic, like she usually does.

Buddy List Compression Day

I just condensed my buddy list on AIM. I have cut the fat people. If I haven't talked to you in the past 2 months, you have been put on the no-no list. This means you go into a group of shame wherein I choose not to see your name/screen name. I may at some point stoop to the second tier of IM users for some downgraded conversation. I must confess, it is a breath of fresh air not having to look at all those annoying people's away messages and names. Before, there were 72 friends, and 77 BW friends, now the numbers are down to 31 and 29. For sake of those who I don't really want to talk to, I have collapsed the groups so identities will remain anonymous. Did you make the cut? I guess you'll have to IM me and find out. Maybe I'll reply.

I will never shoot the artillery...

I'm a little black rain cloud...or someone who just got hit by an artillery strike. Either way I'm sky high. Rock on. Also, the second picture is a perfect example of what happens when you have a connection problem, AKA, when you are at the Baldwin-Wallace College: Home of the World's most pitiful connection to the internet.

Dinner with the Folks

Hey all. The activity tonight was a visit to the grandparents house in Bay Village. We had our late Christmas celebration, which I got to celebrate with my Grandparents, Uncle Ross and Aunt Becky, the four cousins, Heather David Doug and Duncan, Paul and finally my parents. You know when you’re starting to get older, because the kids you remember being infants are now forming intelligent sentences. It’s like, Whoa, where did that come from? You just said, “Joey look at the intricate interweaving in my scarf”, and you’re 11. Don’t grow up too fast kids. Makes me happy that I’m a kid at heart, playing games and enjoying my stages of life as they come. Jim was missed tonight, was the first Christmas at Grampa Clarke’s we’ve had without him. But at least he’s warm. Prolly gonna hang out with the lady Sarabeth tonight, because it’s how I roll. She’s my sweetie. Enough mush for the masses, I’m out.

Medic to the Rescue

So usually in battlefield 2, shock paddles are the Medic's tool for reviving teammates. But not today. More funny battlefield moments, as they arrive.