QUIS LEGET HAEC

Wednesday

well, it's official. i have set my homepage to www.rr.com. imagine that. i have aol still. hell, it's free. don't know exactly what to do with the RR email. should i pass it out and slowly move from aol to rr? a slow transition. anyway. if there's a way to stay on aol as a homepage. you know, without having to go to aol anywhere, i'll do that. i guess that's a question for the technicians that probably already know my name and address. had some trouble yesterday with the cable service. found out that the kids in the apartments have been playing with the cables (physical cables outside) and pulled oours out of the wall. not completely, mind you, but enough to cause me grief. anyway, the guy came in, looked around, went outside and checked the box. we bantered about rita and how everyone is getting the hell out of dodge. he said everything was supposedly fine but there's no signal from the wall. so he did some investigating while mom and i watched. come to think about it, aside from matt's visit to the library, that was probably to high point in my day. anyway, pulled and tugged at the wall jack and finally had an apiphany. he snipped a cable here, pushed another there and YORIKA, cable again and internet again. he triumphantly stood up, and if he would have been carrying pistols, he would have twirled them and replaced them in their appropriate holsters. it was an awe-inspiring site. all that was missing were his fists on his hips and an, "my work is done here." anyway, you gotta hand it to these guys. it may seem that they don't know what they are doing, but they get the job done. you may have some different stories, but mine have been positive so far.

becareful of rita. it seems that she might head for houston. ALL my friends. not just some; becareful out there. i'd hate to loss any of you to some wild stunts like facing the storm with a cigarette in the mouth and a fist in the air (MATT). let's wait till it passes to shake our fists at it. for now until the end, let's just hold up in some impenatrable fortress, let it go by and slowly crawl out into the fresh air that hurricanes create.

i apologize for my spelling, but as you can tell, it is about 1:30 in the morning and i still haven't finished gilded age supreme court case paper that's due tomorrow. i should have been working on it tonight, but a girl walked in and asked about the russian federal act on counter terrorism. since she was cute, i decided to help. even after she left, i couldn't let my ignorance of the subject get me down. i looked and looked. i checked this and that until i came to some website that supposedly had the fracking thing. problem: it's in russian. now she said she spoke russian and IF it is the document, i printed it out and if there is a god, i'll conviniently pump into her sometime tomorrow while i coincidently wait for her the entire day on campus. and i'll pull the document out of my page and say, "i think this is the start of a wonderful relationship." actaully, it'll be nothing like that because, although god does exist, he's too busy laughing at me to let that happen. anyway, good night to all. REMEMBER, be safe for the next 96+ hours. with any luck, i won't have to retrieve you from some tree in oklahoma (MATT)!!! No trees, matt. JUST SAY NO!

1 Comments:

Blogger justavu said...

heh, like i said, matt's gonna run away screaming like a little girl when it comes to fighting rita.

7:52 PM  

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