Happy Birthday To Me

And in honor of my consistently sporadic and late posting, this is a day late!!!

HURRAH!!!

Psychological Warfare

I'll be honest, there have been a few times where I will go to a website or something with with a lot of flashing lights to try to scare a fly away, but this technique is just downright genius:

OBAMA'S EMAIL ACCOUNT!?!!?!?

For those of you who don't know, apparently a few day's ago the hacker group known as Anonymous (most famous for their crusade against stupidity) successfully hacked into Sarah Palin's email account. Nothing is private anymore, literally.

The blog-worthiness of all of this lies in the fact that while it took a world-renowned hacker group to break into Palin's gmail account, it only took The Onion to get to Obama's.

Hey Barry, I'm diggin the icon, mayne.

;-)

It's getting to be that time of year....

The crisp fall breeze is starting to show in the evenings and (sometimes) that downright cold winter chill wakes me up in the mornings. Kids are throwing footballs to their dads (and occasionally, hip moms) in backyards everywhere. Football (and with that, tailgating) season has arrived.

Just in time with that comes the homework. The papers. The projects. The tests.

Hurl.

Bare with me for a little while I spend most of my time on school work (sorry... priorities and such...), a little less time (for now) on this new thing called "co-op interviews," and a little less on my favorite season of the year (footbaw season).

No, this isn't a goodbye. It is not a "it's not me it's you..." type thing.

It's an "expect shorties like I have already been doing for a little while anyways," type of thing. I like those better anyways; I ramble too much on long posts.

Leaving on a bright note:

Ninja cat (its like an LOLcat, but a real, live, video...):

Oh Joyous day

Only have one exam left, which I need to completely bomb to get anything less than a B in the class, so I went ahead and sold the books for the semester

PS360 fund: >$400.00

Huzzahhh. Now I just have to find a place with GTA IV in stock and I just may throw down the largest stack of Jefferson's ever. In my entire life. I mean... that's like.... 20 Jeffersons...

Or like... 40 Hamiltons...

jeez..

That's a lot of moneys...

The snow is all but gone already

Global warming my ass.

//raises flame shield and runs for the hills

This is too perfect

Why yes, of course I lol'ed!

RIP Gary

Oh and p.s. there is no reason it should be snowing this hard in March.

You know what Dwight? You're acting like a dork.

Sorry guys, I did not give up blogging for Lent, I promise. I have however recently obtained a Netflix subscription to help make finding the movie for homework for my Music and Film class a little easier (not sure if I mentioned that already...). With that came free instant viewings of The Office, Seasons 1-3.

I have watched all three seasons, plus what is released so far of Season 4, in the past week.

Needless to say, this show is comedic genius. Oh, and Pam and Jim are pretty cute too.

I'm pissed I didn't start watching this like two years ago, it would have made Fridays (or is it Thursdays...) in a certain biology class a lot more interesting. I'm definitely stoked about the WGA strike ending and the show continuing just in time for me to be ready for more episodes.

Thanks for asking! Cash value, 1/100 cent

Quick, everyone who cares, tell me your favorite moment/character.

Mine: Dwight, far and away. I'm glad Karen is gone, she was kind of awkward (oh and fun fact, her Rashida Jones's real-life sister dated 2Pac). Best moment has to be anything Jim does to antagonize Dwight, including but not limited to posting his resume on every job-listing site on the internet, posing as a CIA agent sending cryptic faxes, posing as "future-Dwight," and posing as the company website on AIM. Specifically though, was Michael Scott's idea to jump off the building to demonstrate the danger's of working in an office (depression).

Now I have two TV shows I have to keep up with, shit.

Donezo.

Semesters rock. Exams are over and now for a month I have the freedom to do whatever I want. I haven't quite grasped what that means yet, but I know it will involve a lot of sleeping and late-night Family Guy (i.e. right now). Oh... and finding sweet pictures as such:

Loller coaster

First, the bad news: You didn't end up playing for the Celtics. Or any NBA team. Or any college team. In fact, you barely played in high school. I don't know what the hell happened. You peaked in the ninth grade. You were a bigger disappointment than the "Tron" movie.

Not gonna lie....

I do this. And I do it a lot... More than I should probably...