Whatcha dooin?

Do you remember the Mr. Men guys, there was Mr. Daydream, Mr. Uppity, Mr. Clever, My. Busy, Mr. Skinny, Mr. Messy, and so on and so on. I have a sort of poster of them sitting near me, I am thinking of selling it on ebay. I wonder what mister I would be? Mr. Awesome maybe. If you are reading this you might be Mr. I read crappy websites, and if you are a female, well you don't exist in the world of Mr. Men so chew on that. The Mr. Men are asexual though, because none of them wear clothes, and none have sex organs. Mr. Uppity is uppity because he wears a monocle, or is it the other way around? Mr. Tall is a little circle with really long legs. You know, I think there might be a female equivalent to the Mr. Men books, but I don't feel like looking it up right now because I'm going to eat lunch in a few minutes.

It's Lent, so don't eat meat on Fridays if you are Catholic. For Lent I have given up: fast food, non-diet soda (which is killing me, we have like two cases of cherry coke in the garage, I just want to tear into them like a sexy piece) I allowed myself diet soda for the caffeine, ya heard? I also gave up binge drinking. The rule is, I can have 2 pints of beer w/in a 24 hour period, except when we go out for Caitlin's birthday, then I can drink, because Lent is pretty early this year.

Lost is back on the air, so is Jericho, and the Wire has been running strong for a few weeks now! Sunday night, Tuesday night, and Thursday night, that is some good spacing for television shows if you ask me. Not too far apart, and who cares about the lack of television on Fri and Sat. Not me!

I haven't puked in a while. That's a good thing. I mean I have come close while trying to brush far back on my tongue, but no real face in the toilet throwdowns.

As always, I don't really have much to write about right now, so I'll just string together a bunch of nonsense until I get tired of doing that. Polar Bear Plunge! Today, the 3rd of February, In the year of our lord 2008, I took the plunge. For a good cause. I drank whiskey, and then went into the freezing water with cousins Bernie and Brian, Roommate Sal, Roommate Ponch, and several other denizens of Cousin Bernie's Long Beach crew. It was so much nicer this year than last, when the sand felt like ice, and my feet like phantom limbs. I contemplated holding my hand in the water and then masturbating, so that maybe it would feel like somebody else doing it. But remember, I drank whiskey, and went into freezing water, so I had a mild case of whiskey dick coupled with a very bad case of shrinkage, I should have just rubbed my dick all over a black toilet seat (they just seem dirtier don't they?) and completed the trifecta by getting an STD. Then the freezing water would help with the itching and burning. ENOUGH! Sal makes a mean chili, that is a fact. And there were so many dogs in long beach. C (crest) out.

Whaddup party people, C here (do I dare start referring to myself as C, and if so, for website purposes in real life? I shant dare it) What is there to talk about these days? Not much, I'm hungover right now, there are multiple dogs barking on my block right now, and there are two people walking dogs down my street, so two dogs in a house or yard are like barking at them, the dogs in the street are pretty calm though. Good on them. I guess the dogs are barking at the ones in the street to be like, yo get the fuck off my street. Maybe? Maybe they're just saying hi. Imagine you just yelled at people from your house to get the fuck off your street whenever they walked by your house? That would be crazzy, and I realize there are two z's there, I did that on purpose, crazzy is a little more crazy than crazy, but not that much more that you need to use an entirely different word, ya hear? Moving on then...

So I haven't been to any shows since the last update, so the last one I went to is still !!!, lawdy lawdy law school keeps me pretty busy (but not too busy that you are hung over today, eh C?) That was the conscience of the website speaking, it calls me out on lies, fibs, misrepresentations, stupid comments, hypocrisy, and whatever else it feels like calling me out on. I did, however, go to Atlantic City recently, it was my first time. I have a list of two things I want to do before I die, one is have sex, the other is go to Atlantic City. I am happy to say I was able to cross one of those off my list. So I went to AC with Caitlin, and we gambled a little bit, mostly slots, we played two hands of blackjack, that shit is too rich for my urine (and blood?) I guess I will never win big, because I do not risk it big. So it is, ya mawk. Moving on then...

My birthday has come and gone, I am now 24. You would think a 24 year old would run a somewhat professional looking website, but whatevs, ya mawks, for my birthday I got: a bunch of car fresheners (which I was informed is a really crappy gift) itunes money, Resident Evil: Extinction, burnable cds, Resident evil came in a 2 pack with universal soldier 4 I think it was, Bill Goldberg is in it, sadly, I have yet to watch it, I got a 9 movie set of zombie movies, pretty sweet!, (a comma after an explanation point, that is so WRONG) my mom just looked into my room because she thought I was talking to myself, I don't actually know if I was, and now you know that I'm 24 and I still live at home, and you wondered why my website looks so shitty!?! aLL SELF DEFECATING HUMOR ASIDE, sorry hit the caps lock, isn't that annoying? I can't really remember what else I got for my birthday, that annual reminder that you are one year closer to death. Let's move on, shall we...

So last night we went into the city to help raise money for the St. John's public interest committee, they says to me, they says, this is what they says, You must drink to raise money for us, So I drank to raise money for them. And a man wrote a story bout eatin' Irish babies, so we drank, and then stopped at croker's on the way back, and we sang, what did we sing, we sang Jumper by 3rd eye blind, the best bar sing along, we sing along to that every time now, it's electrifying, titillating, and a synonym for those words all in one. On to the next slide of this powerpoint presentation of life...

Actually, that's about it right now, so, yeah, no more moving on.