Tonight was chem lab ...

Tonight was chem lab ... fuck it.

Delta Zeta's (DZ's) came to the frat for dinner. I think i counted like ten girls total. I guess a bunch had class or reviews or something, even one of the girls i knew couldn't make it. Shame. Oh well, in the never ending search for kids and a minivan, I will say there were a couple of cute girls. I also finally got to meet Claire from southern Indiana who so adamantly was bashing Louisville once at tech express. Somehow she thinks southern Indiana is a better place to live than Louisville. She calls us rednecks when she doesn't realize what's worse ... being a fucking Hoosier. Anyway, it was funny; we laughed, and then moved on and forgot our differences. I made up for it all by mentioning my Dad's now moving to Jersey and how I have to hate half myself and what an unfortunate thing it is to hate half of one's self.

Speaking of which my mom is in Jersey right now helping my dad look for a place in Princeton. I guess Lawrenceville is only 15 minutes from Princeton. Whatever, college town is all I have to say.

New props to Devin (we gotta get that kid on here ... is he still devray whatever?) for the Zero 7 album ... Simple Things.

Turns out Grant had both the Avalanches and Zero 7 and never told me about these great finds. Eh, whatever, I'd say "fuck him" but he's a seal and he can kick my ass ;-). Plus I wouldn't actually mean it if I said it. So instead, I tell stories with selected details that exaggerate his experiences at the Naval Academy. "At a boy" I say instead to our boy. At a boy.

With that, I’m done, there could be more, but I have work to do.

Me.