Geez...

You're not going to believe this, but now my neck is acting up. However, this is normal. I was in a school bus accident two years ago, and my neck acts up every now and then because of it. It doesn't really hurt, it's just somewhat stiff, which is just annoying. Maybe I'm unconsciously trying to feel Lou's pain from last week. Either that or this is payback for me telling Matt Callis he's old all the time. But he is old...he pays people to starch his shirts, for goodness' sake. I thought you were cool, man... Or maybe David is right. GASP! I REALLY AM AN OLD MAN!!! WAAAAHHHH!!!! CURSE THOSE BLUEBERRY MUFFINS!!!!

But anyway. Today was nice. I got the itinerary today, and I know almost everybody going on Shack on the Rox, so it's definitely going to be a sweet time. And I got full credit on my book report in Afro-American Studies, so yay, small victory dance. woot woot! I checked my campus mailbox for the first time in a month, and I had a bunch of junk and 5 credit card offers. To which I retorted, "I will never be dragged into your cesspool of debt, foul plastic!!!"

Man, I am abusing the exclamation points tonight. But I had orange soda. Me likeys orange soda muchy. See, this is why I rarely drink coffee. If this is how I act with soda, imagine me with coffee pumping through my veins...Not pretty. You know, that's probably why most of the Shackers are crazy...coffee is almost synonymous with the Shack. Along with American Eagle and iPods, but that's another story.