The Mike Haddad Show: This is relevant to my interests.

I've had one of the longest fucking weeks in my life. At least, that's the way I feel right now. I'm not even sure if I'm justified in calling what I've done all week 'long'. It was the same typical cycle of "work all day, party all night, die when you get home", and my body is now killing me for it. I feel as if I had spent all night partying way too hard and popped way too many times. I was shaking earlier as I sat at my computer.

Since I can't really formulate thoughts that are coherent enough to make up something decent, I've decided that I'm going to share some amusing moments from my life over the past week.

Walking by Alex's don's door, attached to which is a large envelope filled with condoms and lube with a sign in large letters that reads "Free condoms and lube. Please take only what you need." I helped myself to a handful of what I thought was a large amount of lube and a larger amount of condoms. (As it turns out I grabbed a handful of condoms and only two packets of lube. Oh well.) When we were leaving to go home, we had to walk by her don's door. I think what had happened was I pointed out the don's door which brought it to Alex's mom's attention. This is what happened:

Alex's mom: Oh look at that, that's sweet!
Alex: Those are condoms.
Mike and Alex's dad: Bahahhahahah.

Alex's mom turned bright red, and I laughed about it the whole way down the stairs from the fourth floor, out to the courtyard so Alex could buy her frosh package, and then out to the cars. She also banned me from telling anyone what had happened, to which I started laughing even more and Alex gave me a knowing look and said: "This is SO going on your site isn't it?"

I totally fell on my ass while I was showering. It wasn't at all pleasant. I was attempting to formulate thoughts for this, but gave up and washed the rest of my hair while sitting on the floor before I attempted to stand up again. Eugene reopened a little dose of (e). I like the look, and the guest blogging idea that he has going on there. He wanted me to implement something similar on my site, but we were unable to compromise on how to get it done. In the end, I think it will work out more this way. He's already managed to get his hits up; way up. All he needs to do now is figure out what to blog about.

I've gotten past a lot of my "What to blog about?" issues. Right now my issues are more of the "How do I get the CSS to do what I want it to, and properly?" variety. I have a lot of good blogging material, ranging from "I helped my dad set up a gmail account, much hilarity did ensue" to "How to make a boy hate you." I just don't have the time to do it all, because time is a cold hearted bitch that hasn't gotten along with me ever since I told everyone he was bad in bed. So once I get all the drama with time worked out, expect some good reads. Like good eats; hot eats, cool treats – all I need is a ridiculous price mark up and you can call me Dariy Queen. Just not THE Dairy Queen, because that was and forever will be Adam Steczkiewicz (spelling = owned).