OH NO! I just tried to type this, but it erased, so here we go again! We'll get things rollin by first discussing the weekend. It was a great weekend, but I didn't get as much sleep as I would have liked. I suppose the highlights were that I bought a new phone (# 615-460-2338 ... give me a call)! Aaron took me to Target and we bought Chris, my roommate, a plunger as a gift. He isn't quite as fond of it as Matt, but that's another story. Another big deal was the cleaning of the room... It's big now... really! We can see the floor, it's decorative, and now I'm pretty sure the ladies will start talking to me. See, Tennessee and/or other girls don't really like talking to me, or maybe... I just don't like talking to them... After all, my heart belongs to the Sweet Carolina Girls! But enough about my insanely romantic life... Let's talk about English class for a moment. Today we discussed e-mail and how we should catagorize it. Do we like it? Does it mean as much as writing? This brought out a lengthy conversation in which no one was really right, but we all walk out with a good grade. If only math class were this way... I'd be doing GREAT! OH! I almost forgot! Me and the fellas stayed up to the wee hours this weekend playing none other than my favorite middle school pass time... NO! not Bond... it was Risk... Good times if you ask me. Aaron won, and so did Chris... Matt is stuck in a state of disallusionment because he THINKS he won. I however won first, so that makes me kind. They are but my loyal subjects. Jeremy... Jeremy just wanted Greenland... He's our hall Viking, and my ride home for fall break, so tell you what. Jeremy is an amazing person. He fixes computers, and his beard is the most amazing phenominon that ye will ever witness. It burns with the red of a thousand suns. It's all the rage amongst the ladies, but I haven't quite mastered that field yet. This morning was nice in a way. It was Founders Day for my frat, so we all went to the Pancake Place for breakfast... only at 7 in the morning! All I remember is discussions about girls... It was very early, and I usually don't talk about girls, but I did. I was talking to a guy from Vanderbilt about how I don't fight for the ladies. "I leave that up to the other guys." then he said "Well that means you're gunna be single. You have to be a lover and a fighter." I said "On the contrary, mediocre lovers have to be fighters, but when you can woo the ladies like me, fighting is obsolete." I then confidentally went about eating my omelete. Today was fast though. I went to class... worked... went to class some more... Jeremy fixed my computer... I went back to class... ate dinner... recorded some music... studied... wrote my online journal... drank my green tea... and went to bed.