Oh, and recently it came to my attention that some football players get over $20 million each. A YEAR. To play football. $25 million is the reward for the capture of one of the most hunted, hated, and feared men since Hitler, who is accountable for the murders of over 10,000 people. Shows what we care about.

My god, I didn't realize it was like THAT... it wasn't nearly that bad before they started!!!! Ok, whose heads do I have to crack to get this fixed? Whichever idiot messed up my school, ah pity the foo'!!!

Not to mention the planned renovation of Hodson Hall, which houses the cafeteria/student center (pool room), and in which I spend more time than any other building on campus...

At least they haven't got a breezeway to put us in... and Anna and Chris, sorry you have no idea what the hell I'm talking about, but trust me - lunch sucked in more ways than we had previously thought possible.

Down with Breezecafelobbatoriums!!!

Yeah, until SMHS gets renovated in 2003 (according to Chris), during which time it will most likely suck more than imaginably possible... Renovation!!!! YEAH!!!!

and you want rampant incompetence, check the guidance at SMHS... Mr. Spiker, ugh. Man got the same schedule wrong four times.

Too bad supporting your point meant saying your high school sucks... :p

Thank you for supporting my point, Tom...

Oh, and gentlemen... I went to both SMHS and QACHS; sorry to disappoint you, Andy, but QA doesn't suck quite as bad. Usually. I suppose the renovations are a special condition, but even so, its close. COLLEGE RULES!!!

Ok, that deserves a bit more celebration than my three-week total :) Congrats, may you thoroughly enjoy your newfound riches.

Congrats... I know the feeling... I only got my check for everything since june, two weeks ago...

ahh, the bliss of being paid...

I agree with Chris. Though I have heard that from more than one person. And it is true for a few rather vapid women I know...

Well, because movie starlets are shallow, and for them, looks is prolly higher on the priorities list than "quiet and mysterious"... Though I don't think you qualify as quiet.

In response to that, Tom, I'd have to say that you don't need to get the typical "ass" response, you already had an ass saying that in the first place.

As for what I want in a guy... Well, I've got sensitive, kind, sincere, and honest... The fifth really matters little to me. And I am of the opinion that I really do know what I want.

And have you seen Memento? It's pretty good, but you have to actually pay attention, or it won't make the little bit of sense it does usually.

Alright, so there's this online "advice" column suggesting that women don't really know what they want in a guy, and that what they say they want is really the opposite; now, some people don't know what they want in anything (me included), but to say that about women in general is just wrong. To prove this, what do y'all think women want in a guy? (or, Anna, what do you want in a guy?)

Got it?

Here's what this guy says. He thinks that women say they want a guy who's sensitive, kind, sincere, honest... and good-looking doesn't hurt either. When in fact, the only thing of those five they really want is the good-looking; because, if a guy tells her everything, then she stops "pursuing" him, and loses interest. So they really want one of those silent/mysterious types that they have to go after...

Anyway, I can't say I agree with the guy. Hoping to get some intelligent feedback on this one, as opposed to crude graphics of asses.

Happy Turkey Day, people!

...and now it's 3 weeks pay, and counting.

ok, interesting, how's this... I come home from work at 1:30 the other day, and about as soon as I get in the back door, the front door rings. It's my boss. She then proceeds to go into this five-minute spiel about all the things I did't do or shouldn't have done when leaving so early... I forgot to close the side gate, I forgot to put the trash out, I just left without saying anything, blah blah blah... as it happens, I should have put the trash out. That's true. But, there was a customer there, and she came IN the side gate, so no point locking her in... and I said about five times that I was leaving. And we were supposed to leave at 1. And, as it happens, she gave me all of a half days' notice that I was even working that day - she told me the previous day, half an hour after we were supposed to close. So, as I wasn't even supposed to be there, I had no problem leaving. And... she's two weeks behind in my pay. So I don't think she really gets off COMING TO MY HOUSE and bitching at me. Anyway, she's going out of business in a month and a half, so I'm not the one that's screwed anyway. Screw this all.

You see, I would have plenty intelligent to say if I had time to come up with intelligent things, or if I could RESPOND to something intelligent people have to say... (note the two of you to whom I speak.) Anyway, I have a vacation in two days... we'll see what I come up with then.

You know, Tom, it was kind of you to invite me to your blog. But I think I'm either going to remove myself, or refrain from contributing at all, unless you have something interesting to say...

The beatings will continue until morale improves.

Oh, so wonderful. So mature. Why I even bother, I don't know.

Maybe I don't know him, but I give people the benefit of the doubt until they prove themselves unworthy of it. I even did that for Andy. And so far, he's not proved himself an ass, so let me make my own judgements of people, thank you!

No, the reason girls allow guys like Tom to hang out with them is because guys like him aren't assholes who insist on filling their conversations with gratuitous profanities and violence... Like certain people I could mention...

And when I get another $20000-a-year scholarship, this time because I'm ethnic, then you can suck it up... 8-p

Anna, thanks for caring :) You're a perfect example of why I hang out with girls a lot more than asses - oh, I mean, guys...
(Dave excepted, naturally.)

Oh damn, no rice, now I'll have to live off my stash of cheez-its and soda, too bad... *munch munch*

You could just invite the ones who won't blatantly flog you... though Dave prolly wouldn't accept the invitation...

Ok, so I'm asking for it, but I can't just invite one or two of you, that wouldn't be right. And I trust you've got all your bickering done with, so I'm safe for now. As for flogging, like I said, I'm used to it, but dammit, if you get it wrong one more time Andy, I'll club you to death with that gun: it's rice, fool, RICE AND KETCHUP!!!!!

Hey Tom, what was that about "at least they can't flog you on your own blog"? You asked for it, man... I don't condone it, but you made your choice, and I can't defend you...

In any case, thanks for inviting me...

No more work on Sundays... cutting my income in half (so Andy, where's that 20 cents a day, huh?) and giving me another five to six daylight hours. Meaning, I get an extra half hour of work done, and an extra four and a half of nothing done; right.

aight, y'all are welcome... or something - right.

Um... thinking logically - thinking logically - thinking - trying to think - duhhhhhhh

oooookaaaaay, ladies and gents, it's time once again for... Wasting Weekends!! with our host, Thomas Stromberg! Watch him manage to, without the aid of video games, alcohol, or excessive sleep, go an entire weekend without having one meaningful thought! Marvel at his inability to bring himself to do anything important, and then lash himself for it the week after! Don't miss it, but if you do, don't worry - as long as he's here, it's bound to happen again and again and again...

...can't we all just get along?

Um... Anna, I can't access your blog, and I can't edit it... so I'll put it on here.

I'm so used to the blatant flogging that I almost expect it... though more from Andy than Chris. Ehh, people can change over four years, what the hell. Anyway, it was most honourable of you to stick up for me; and best of all, Chris and Andy can't flog me on my own blog :P So thanks, but I can take 'em... sort of...

woo, vacation soon... and I only have about three papers, a couple of tests, and a lab report or two in the meantime! joy!!

damn, managed to waste, not part of, but a WHOLE day... again... when I actually needed to do WORK today... ARRRRRRRRGGGGGHHHH!!!!!!

And by the way, Anna, I emailed you off of your blog...