ba-dow.

[like_a_clown]

well then. looks like I've finally bitten the bullet and gone public with my narcissism. I swore I wouldn't do this. but I remind myself that I can mock myself over this. I don't take myself too seriously, and that's why I can sign up for a web journal.

seriously then. this weekend was rad. I went home and saw Kris, who stayed the weekend at my house, and saw Lauren and Ben, with whom we busted out the booze, and saw not enough of Melinda. I ate real food, thereby negating whatever malnourishment with which Ortega Dining Commons has blessed my BMI. As a side note, the gardenburgers with jack cheese at Ruby's are pure paper-wrapped goodness. I was proud of myself last night--I cracked three funny jokes, one of which I forgot and which made lauren nearly spew gardenburger fragments through her nose at me; one of which had to do with dung beetles; one of which had to do with our personal relationships with Jesus. I am easily amused and pleased with myself, yes.

Anyway. Thank Richie for this abomination. I've been plotting it for a while. I may put a Blogger page on my website and ditch this. I may never update again. What'll it be? Tune in tomorrow. Same bat time, same bat channel. Oh, the suspense. Oh, the agony.

I'm'a bounce. Later.