6.17.2005
how gay are you?
I just won a call-in contest called "How Gay Are You?" on Sirius OutQ's Derek & Romaine show. They played a snippet from a remix that I recognized to be Mariah Carey's "My All" (David Morales Classic Club Mix).
The prize? A Sirius t-shirt and a stack of napkins from their break room. Although when he asked my shirt size, I fudged and said I wore a medium, so it's not really all that useful of a prize. But how could I follow up winning a contest called "How Gay Are You?" by admitting that I wear a large?
6.14.2005
wwphd?
This three foot beast is the second creepy crawly I have seen this week. The other day I was walking past the pond to the laundry room and there was a pair of alligator eyes sticking out of the water about fifteen feet away from me. So I waited for its mouth to close and jumped on its head and to the other side of the pond, like Pitfall Harry.
6.12.2005
kicking and screaming
I realized today that I am three chapters behind in reading, lectures and quizzes for one of my two computer classes. Each chapter takes roughly two and a half to three hours to complete, and all are due tonight at midnight. Most students would be injecting coffee straight into their bloodstreams while poring over the material to get it in on time, but I have taken a far more leisurely approach.
I began reading at 6:00. About four pages into the chapter, I realized how suddenly important it was to check whether any activity had taken place over the last couple months on my Friendster or Facebook accounts. After checking up on several of my friends' and some complete strangers' lives, I figured it was time to read some more.
As I moved further into the chapter about the inner workings of the computer's hard drive, a certain curiosity began to grow inside of me. Had the "Wayback Machine" at archive.org tracked the history of any of my old webpages? How could I go any further with my boring homework with such unanswered questions on my mind? So I marked my place and went to look, and sure enough, there was a semblence of a former site there.
With my mind at ease, I was finally able to finish the first of the three chapters. But I sure as hell wasn't going to start the lectures without first blogging about my procrastination (or should we say internet addiction?). Or making some dinner. Ooh Family Guy is coming on pretty soon.
I'm screwed.
6.09.2005
hot
In a college town full of shirtless joggers and cyclists, a cameraphone is an absolute necessity.
6.08.2005
innovator
My car sucks. Right now the engine light is on and when I run the air conditioning it makes noises that suggest "engine explosion imminent."
So I have created my own air conditioning system to deal with the Florida sun. It consists of a rolled down window with my forearm at 90° and a cupped hand to divert the air flow toward my face. The problem is that it only works above 40-ish miles per hour, so I have to speed in some places. But it's hot. And I'm delicate. And it's worth the price of a speeding ticket to keep from dying of heat exhaustion.
6.03.2005
gay christmas
The retched sirens of Gay Disney are calling me closer, despite my months and months of swearing I was going to miss this year. I'm going to have to eat nothing but macaroni and cheese for the next two weeks. I have to sneak into Thomas' apartment while he is at work and do laundry, as I am blowing my laundromat budget on tolls for the turnpike. But it is worth it. I'll try and send a picture or two.
