Sept 19: So, it's been awhile, what are you gonna do?

Hand sanitizer: the cure to everything.

I seriously don't know who invented hand sanitizer, but it's prolly the most convenient, magical shit I've ever had. I use it all the time and because of it I never get SICK!!...

...except for that one time (like right now) that I'm totally on my death bed...okay that's dramatic, I'm fine except for I sound like Julie Andrews (after the surgery, yikes). Whatever I'm taking Zicam like there's no tomorrow and hoping for a fast recovery. Send me a get well card if you wish! (But, if there's nothing tangible inside, I just want to let you know I'll prolly throw it away oops!)

So, the straightmate (so I've dubbed him) is getting along fine with two fierce bitches. Although, I think he might have a slight drinking problem? Ok, stop lying Vicki. Let's be real, if he has a drinking problem, I'm in trouble. I actually love that he drinks so much because it gives me something to watch, hahahaha.

September 4: Post Part-um

First of all, is that how you spell Post Part-um? As in...Post Part-um Depression? I'm not even sure what it means I just know it's a phrase and I'm going to use it.

ANYWAY!

So, first week of classes and everything is a whirlwind. Auditions, acting classes, dance classes, gender studies classes (with a bunch of bitter, sexless women who can't see the beauty in a phallic national monument. I mean, seriously? Are you that sexually frustrated that you have to go after dicks? Maybe it's you! Maybe you should be attacking vaginas instead? They're not that pretty. And think about it...phallic buildings are easier to build structurally. And if you're pissed that there aren't any buildings that resemble female genetalia...don't forget about football stadiums. They look pretty 'cunty' to me.).

That was a parenthetical rant if anyone was wondering.

Any-boop! The party scene hasn't really been that crazy this week because of, duh, classes. But, after this first week it should start to pick back up. I always compare parties in Bloomington to Lindsay Lohan: No matter how many times they die down, they always seem to annoyingly creep back up to be popular for a while before getting destroyed again. Tomorrow, for instance is the MT party at the Angulo House. I've already asked out my date. He's one of the best dates to go to a party with. In fact, if anyone would like to take my date to a party, I'm more than willing to share. His name is Patron: Silver. And he's shy until you cozy up to him, and then somehow all your clothes come off. It's really strange.

Tune in next time for: Crazy babies taking over the world!