Tycho

Posted 01:00 by Tycho

I'm out of school for winter break. Or Chrismahanukwanzika Break, or "Winter Festival" break (if you're a PC nut).

It started off with Chris, Chuck, and I meeting up and going to the Galleria, and Chris almost decked Chuck for being an ass, which was kind of hilarious, because Chuck had this look of utter horror and had his hands up begging for mercy before Chris even swung (which is made much funnier because Chuck usually pulls a tough guy act).

Yes, I know I'm bashing Chuck, but I'm a little cheesed off with him at the moment due to discussions tonight. Again, he called us all [well, Nick and I] immature, and that he is the paragon of maturity [kind of]. Whereupon he takes a milk bottle [full of milk] and puts at his midsection and ... ugh... no, those details stay with me, so no one else gets horrid mental images. I don't understand how he can call himself mature, and then rant about how immature the rest of us are. Mr. I Jerked Off a Ketchup Bottle in a Restaurant.

Ok, so I'm not actually upset with him, just a little confused. I know I'm bitching, but it's 1:10 AM, I've nothing better to do, and I'm bored. So bitch I will. At great length. Even if I have to start making up stuff.

The past couple of days have been uneventful and slightly boring. Too cold out to really do anything cool. The most exciting part of vacation was getting my grades today--CAD: A, Heat Transfer: B, Ceramics: B. I must say that shovelling does suck. Especially when you're a retard like me and don't dress appropriately for it. Could have stuck me in a drink as the human ice cube.

Anyways, off to--oh! A certain someone AGAIN said they don't like Mexican food--because they don't like Taco Bell.

Ok, back to the point? Wait...was there a point? Probably not. It's all good though.

Where was I? Oh, right, Chris, Chuck, and I at the Galleria. Chris got a couple of things there, and then we met up with Mike and headed off to Dino's for over-sized subs, and then across the street to Bova's Bakery for dessert [chocolate dipped cannoli's = wicked good].

Today it was just Nick, Chuck, and I. Went to eat at TGI Fridays on Newbury, then off to Copley, where I did a bit of my Christmas shopping. Upon leaving, Chuck wanted to go to Macy's, so we walked there, and avoided being mugged--evidently the retard could count, and noticed that there were 3 of us compared to 1 of him. Not like he was conspicuous or anything...oh no, he was a paragon of virtue and law.

Oh, right, stuff.

Hey, kiddies, don't forget to eat your soylent green! It has all the vitamins and minerals necessary for people, and it will make you grown big and strong!

New nicknames for me [from someone you all know]: Cheapo-man (I was NOT going to pay money for that!), Sicko-man (evidently I said something he considered disgusting, which was an earth-shattering event), and Jedi White (because he had a dream in which he was Batman...and no, it's not just you--it actually doesn't make any sense).

Why can't people just be content with calling me Tycho? Or Frenchie?

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