Posted 01:43 by Tycho

I'm about to kill Owen. DON'T FUCKING SLURP. Once or twice, fine, but not every single FUCKING SIP. And it's not just at the very end. It's the ENTIRE FUCKING THING.

Whatever. Rant over. He really is a cool guy and a good friend...just needs to not slurp. I think the only reason it bothers me now is because I'm just so damned tired.

So, today, I woke up, managed to not stretch the skin on my abdomen to painful extremes getting out of bed, and proceeded to class. I always wondered why I keep looking at this girl there, and I realized today her eyes are just so big and blue. Sorta like she's been digging into the spice a little bit. THE SPICE MUST FLOW!

After that, I came back, and Russ and I played "MAX" hotseat style for a bit...turn 80-something now. First major combat of the game, and I destroyed all of his tanks except two. Anyways, enough about war.

In thermodynamics, I got EXTREMELY excited. If y'all know me as well as I think you do, you know that I LOVE planes and flying. A pseudo-obsession you might call it. We dissected and analyzed a turbojet engine. I was really perky the entire class and was sort of a teacher's pet. Ok, so I was a teacher's pet. Until we stopped working on the turbojet engine.

Then it was off to pick up my sufficiency. Mostly good comments, but need to fix a few things up, so I headed over to the library and picked up 6 MORE books to do more research in.

Housing selection sucked. Majorly. Want to crush shit. Beat shit. Need something to punch.

Aye, off to fight practice I went, then to Denny's. I'd write more about that, but I'm incredibly tired right now, and so am off to sleep.

Bon nuit, et sante!