the news…

not much to report from here in this sleepy little town. but i know all 5 of you out there are just on pins and needles to see something new here.

i am busy. really busy. but it feels pretty ok. cuz i got my hammock and an ipod full of good music for break time. and my cupboard is stocked full of little debbies. theres enough for you, if you want one.

but i also got rats in my apartment. and its kinda gross. if they get anywhere near my little debbies there will be hell to pay.

word around campus is that the snack guy has started stocking the double decker oatmeal cream pies in one of the dorm vending machines. i am so there. have any of you tried one yet? they are the big kind, only with double love between 3, yes 3, sugary sweet oatmeal cookies. you cant beat them. now, if i can just get in and out of the dorm without being noticed. i would hate for things to look like i was fraternizing with student bodies.

speaking of fraternizing. those of you who know me well enough (which is about 4 out of 5 of you out there) will find my evening activities of monday, march 28 quite amusing. i judged and moderated the greek week trivia contest. all by myself. it was me with 100+ barking frat boys and screaming, “woo-ing” sorority girls. yeah. weird. and wow, are there some stupid people around here. how did i get wrangled into this, you might ask? well, i was tricked. set up. suckered. by the dean, no less. but the dean and i are pals, and he set me up cuz he knew how uncomfortable it would be for me…just a sort of practical joke. so he is gonna get his. soon.

and in keeping with all this strange news and odd behavior….did any of you see the exciting end to the special 2 part 2 hour amazing race the other night? cuz i did. thats right. i watched tv. reality tv, no less. and you shouldve seen me…screaming, clapping, jumping, screaming some more, cheering the goofy brother team onto a narrow victory over ray, the abusive angry guy, and deana, his sickly pink eyed oral herpified on again/off again girlfriend. it was enthralling. i was worried about my high blood pressured mexican compadre. he got way excited and was seriously out of breath upon the climatic finish of the foot race that sealed the win for greg and brian. and yes, i know their names. they are my team. i am pulling for them to go all the way. but anyway, about my high blood pressured mexican compadre - cuz i know all of you want to hear more about him. his name is obed and he is from monterey and he has high blood pressure. too many tortillas, ya know? he has a lovely wife and every week we cook dinner and hang out and watch the amazing race. its the highlight of my week, every week. hopefully that doesnt shock you all too much nor critically diminish my indie/hipster cred. i am so much more hip than any of you people put together that i need to be brought down a few notches anyway.