Posted 23:35 by Tycho

CEAD MILE FAILTE!

Another prediction for the daily forecast!

Chris: "You know, Chuck, someone's going to knife you someday."

[Please forgive this crazy post. It is made while I am on this HUGE HUGE HUGE sugar high, and I don't really have any clue what I'm typing, and have no real control over my thought process. If I offend anyone, I'm sorry, and please let me know so I can properly edit it. I also must apologize for the random things I throw in here.]

This morning I had to go back to the oral surgeon for a checkup on the sockets of the former wisdom teeth [I wonder if they make necklaces out of them]. Everything is going good. I'll spare everyone the details [not that they gave me any, in any case].

After that, it was off to Mannion's at Brewer's Corner for breakfast. I love Irish food. And I mean I LOVE it. Mannion's is cheap, with really good food, and plenty of it! I am also a fan of Irish folk music, which they always have playing [since it is Irish and all]. I'm going to need to look around for a couple CDs of Irish folk. Really good stuff!

So tonight a few gentlemen came over, and we watched "Pirates of the Caribbean", the "College University" flash series [http://www.collegeuniv.com], and parts of "28 Days Later". Bill couldn't quite grasp that there weren't any lesbian scenes in the latter film. In fact, he can't quite grasp a movie that doesn't have sex in it [my goodness, man, it's a DISNEY MOVIE!!!]

Unfortunately, we misplaced the gas masks, as one of our containers of mustard gas leaked...oh...yeah...that was [i]fun[/i]. Talk about choking.

I also ate way too many M&Ms, and I'm on this massively huge sugar high right now...I ate the entire 1 pound bag, a bunch of giant goldfish [not real sugary, I know], a few slices of pizza, and utilized a fork to demolish a cream puff cupcake...so my sugar intake was definitely into the "astronomical" range. Parks? I tried to take a picture of your good side, but, but you sorta fell of the stage. Parks? Remember when you fell off the stage? Yeah, that was cool. Feels good. Hope the high doesn't go away until I'm asleep, because a sugar crash NEVER feels good.

Speaking about retardation, Bill, in his infinite wisdom, decided to blast Madonna's new song, called "Erotica" over my speakers, with my parents in the next room. I didn't appreciate the song, and I'm damned sure they didn't either. Thank goodness I had a sudden seizure, with my gripping the mouse and accidentally closing the window. Look, Bill, Madonna was hot 20-25 years ago. Back in the '70s. Incidentally, that's also the period where she also had good music. Hello boys! You wanna see Santa's workshop? Well, it depends, you're not gonna take off your pants or nothing? Why no, boys! *in unison* Alright.

But anyways, Chuck is a stalker. "Oh, can I call you? If you don't give me your number, I can find it out because I have access to the campus directory." Way to go with the ladies there, killer. Not that I fare any better, but I have the right to laugh at your stupidity, just as you have a right to laugh at mine. All in all, we're even on that front, and are always highly amused at each other's misfortunes [well, most of them, some of them are serious and therefore call for advice rather than derisive laughter].

And Chris...well, was Chris, in every sense of the definition. He called me by the nickname Sara gave me back at Frontiers. That brought back really good memories and reminded me of days when I was a happy fellow, ready to take on the world. Can't wait to see you guys when you get to WPI [well, Sara and Jenny, at least, I'll find out about Jason and others sometime around April], aye, it was tough leaving you guys, because you guys were great. Except for Ben locking me out of my room, especially since I had the master key. Makes for a funny story though, despite my not being happy at all during the event [it took campus police THREE hours to unlock my door...even though my not having access to the master key was a SERIOUS safety problem...]. I did get an award for it :-).

Actually, speaking of Frontiers, I'm wearing the bracelet right now. And yes, it is perfectly safe, so there is no need for the destruction of my face or family. And it will remain perfectly safe. Thank you.

Ok, here is what's up for tomorrow, January 10, 2004. It is the kickoff for FIRST Robotics...the Six Weeks of Hell. [But it's cold out there! Maybe you'll die!] I can't wait to see what the game is this year. I'll be hyped up on about 15 cups of coffee by that point, and fattened up by Mr. Richard's fabulous breakfast. Looking at the bill of materials for the playing field, this should be a VERY interesting game that will be unveiled tomorrow. Beer? Beer? Brew-Dogs? Brew-Dizzogs? Can you pick me up a sixer?

Then it is off to Chuck's place to watch a couple movies with the cadre. No clue which movies, guess we'll have to pick 'em when we get there. I dunno about you, but my groin could be a little more shredded. Other than that, it was alright. IS THAT A TAUN-TAUN?!?

And I'm not almost frostbite free! When I had to walk outside for all of two minutes, the air started to freeze my lungs up. I sort of wish I could have went to Winterfest [no one could/would give me a ride], but then again, seeing how cold it is out, I'm sort of glad that I'm not. I mean, if the air is freezing in my lungs down here, how much worse is it in New Hampshire? To all those up there right now, I hope you guys don't freeze. Stay warm, and stay safe.

[Note to self: I wonder if Russ is going to tell me that I need a girlfriend/I need to get laid 4 times in rapid succession since I haven't seen him or talked to him for 4 weeks. I hope not. I don't need to be reminded, it's painful enough without being reminded. I also believe that sex should be reserved for the one you're going to spend the rest of your life with, that one special woman...aka after marriage, so I DON'T need to get laid. And if he does, well, I'll have to remind him that I'm still a bit too immature to have a girlfriend.]

Aye, my grand-aunt is looking down upon me from Heaven and telling me her age-old advice for any situation: "When nothing is going your way, and you're down in the dust, smile and show your dimples!". Works wonders, especially when you've got all your ancestors that have passed away watching over you, and helping you forward with every step.

Today was an excellent day. Got to go out to breakfast with my Dad, came home and played TIE Fighter for a bit, then I got to hang out with friends. I really don't think I'm entitled to ask for a better day, because I don't know how much better a day could get. Today was alot of fun.

I'm sorry if what I wrote doesn't make sense, sugar high, and uber-tired. I feel like I'm in the mentally crazified to the point where I could read "Jabberwocky" and have it make perfect sense to me.

`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

Nope, not quite that tired yet...almost there though, 'cause the outlines are getting fuzzy.

Aye, I've got a date with sleep. Early wake up. I pray that everyone has a good night, and that you all stay safe!