Sometimes I listen to Gimmie Shelter

and have an irresistible urge to watch The Departed. Which has to be one of my favorite movies, ever. Oh, dear sweet mother Ireland, you make such awful whiskey drinking cops and mafia members, which then make the best movies.

K.D.

Creedance and Whiskey and Creedance and Whiskey

My mom's stocking stuffers are CCR's greatest hits and Bridesmaids so that we can finally get out of our Step Brothers and Stones rut. There has to be some way to avoid country radio stations with Taylor Swift on them.

CARL

For the desk of the omnipotent Shithead in the sky: Grievances.

Why do you have the strong urge to get into a fist fight after you get out of class?

A) Professor is a dickbag, 80% of the lecture he just gave served only to dismay and confuse.

B) Other students are annoying, inconsiderate dickbags.

C) You are hungry.

D) All of the fucking a-bove.

Seriously, bitches at the end of the isle like to take a full 5 goddamn minutes to get their shit together and leave so we middle of the isle people can get out. Seriously motherfucker, if I'm standing here waiting to get out, don'tcha think maybe you might want to move faster than the speed of Moses' fucking grandma.

One of the afforementioned isle blocking digbags left her shit all over the floor and her desk popped up, so even though she has gone, still no one can get out. Then, as the entire class gathers into a 5 foot wide passage to collect their graded shit from the massive piles the TA's have bestowed upon us, the motherfucker thinks its a good goddamn location to just go ahead and review the shit she just got back. Go ahead, don't worry, it's not like us 40 other people want to get to where you're standing so we can leave, just fucking take your time reading your shit. Bitch, I will cut you.

Also, dear bitches, keep walking four across the goddamn sidewalk like no one else could possibly be walking the other direction as you, after that goddamn class I will happily hip check and shoulder charge every one of you motherfuckers.

And perhaps, when we get to the bus stop, ya think we could not stop the instant we get into the shade and our eyes cry out in relief from the eternal glare of the burning bastard in the sky, maybe try reasonably dispersing ourselves under the cover so that those of us arriving after you don't have to play goddamn red rover to get the sun out of our eyes. I don't know if you know this, but you morons have managed to create a blockade of human meat across one of the busiest sidewalks on campus, which explains why that big stream of people that just got off the bus had to tackle some of you to get through. I know, you were confused about why that kept happening.

Also, it's December, why is it goddamn 75 degrees outside? My winter themed piping hot beverages are desperately incongruous. This is bullshit.

And, yesterday, barista bitch gave me what tasted like a goddamn eggnog + pumpkin spice latte, with like 5 extra shots of simple syrup, when I ordered a caramel brulee latte. Bitch, this cost $5 and what it's supposed to be is written right on the goddamn cup. And then, I couldn't take it back then because I was on the precipice of taking 2 hour exam when I discovered this. And I couldn't wait until after the exam to take it back, because, uh hello, it was my coffee for a 2 hour exam. Even more bullshit.

all of my love,

K.D.

Does it weird anyone else out that we have 1 follower?

Hey Ho, Let's Go!

Alright dudes, so, I propose that we all post our respective Christmas plans so I can ask off for work and prepare my liver for epic drunkness, cause those are pretty much my plans: you guys and drunk. I expect much chilling, chillage, chillin' fo' fun (and fo' profit?), chillin' in the name of, and good old fashion kitchen floor time :) Also, can I just say I miss the ever loving FUCK out of carl and chrismo' and when we all reunite I'm planning a group hug of at least two minutes, uninterrupted eye contact is optional.

-Wc

Number 900!!

The 900th post! It's here. And to celebrate I want to share this hilarious video that we have all probably seen already. It's ok though, because it's hilarious and probably true.

"We'd be the best husbands EVER! Have you seen us? We are ripped. All of us."

http://www.collegehumor.com/video/6846855/gay-men-will-marry-your-girlfriends

-WonkY ComMA

In case you haven't noticed...

I'm off FB. It's probably a good a idea with finals and my security investigation coming up. Don't be alarmed if you get picked up in a government van for questioning.

It will also offset part of the pie-chart. However, it will probably soon be replaced with blogging.

CARL

Oh, hi

Mom is coming up for Thanksgiving now too and bringing Nick and we're going to Canadia to drink ALLL THE THINGGGSSSS.

CARL

I don't understand some of the people in our generation

I swear to His Noodly Goodness if I see one more self-pity status update I'm going to start being an UBER bitch and commenting with no regard to friendship. I don't get why people need to post to the world that they are having a shitty day/week/semester and how they wished they had some real friends. Personally, the idea of sharing my mood swings with facebook makes me more uncomfortable than an Irish man discussing his mother with Freud. ~end rant~
In other news I to need to shower and read before class, but I ended up preping all the parts for dinner tonight because I haven't cooked in a while and the urge is making me all twitchy like a crack head... or maybe that was the coffee. Anyway!! I miss you Carl and Chrismo. Christmas break is so far away.

Wonky Comma

Tanabe-sugano diagrams, and why the fuck is hexaaqua iron 3 nearly colorless?

It's probably bad to sit around eating jalapeno jelly straight from the jar, right?

I should probably just stick to drinking earl grey, slapping my mouth with my teaspoon, and wondering what the hell I am doing with my life.

all of my love,

K.D.

Oh Dear Lort,

The other night I had a dream with Jeremy Beach. Hoo boy has it been a while since that happened. We were at chuckie cheese's and tickets cost nearly a dollar a piece, and yes you used tickets not tokens. And you could buy tickets with your calculator or with just money. So I went up to get me and Jeremy and the other two people there's (Jim and maybe Lea?) tickets, and I only has $60 and everyone else was getting them with their calculators. But the machine that took money from the calculators was broken, so everyone just had to share the tickets I got, which somehow only came out to be like 10 a piece, and each game took like close to that much. And then the ski ball machine (my favorite) was off or broken or something, so I couldn't play that. And the machine where it gives you a bunch of basketballs to shoot was off, and there were barely any other games. And then we were all laying down trying to take naps. So the whole thing sucked a lot.

all of my love,

K.D.