Pixel Imperfect

This is stolen from an e-mail I sent to my buds. I'm too lazy to write a whole new thing. This summer I made a huge mistake. And all summer, I knew something was wrong, but I was afraid to face it. I was so so afraid of being alone that I begged Jeff to let me come back. What a horrible reason. So, when I said that we got back together because "I missed him," that really is the only reason I could give. He said that he'd seen it coming for a while. I was trying to hide from it. You can only hide for so long. This summer I genuinely believed everything I said when I said that I loved him, that I wanted to marry him. But, I was lying to myself. I just didn't realize it. Fear is a powerful thing. I haven't been happy. I've been trying to convince myself that I was indeed happy. So silly. I'm not afraid anymore. I'm not afraid to be alone. I lied when I said I took Mary Time. Yeah, I took time off, kinda. I spent that whole time in trying ...

One night at about 2 AM, some members of the Belmont Abbey College community gathered to create a zen garden in the volley ball court. These photos were taken the next afternoon. Within two days, the rocks had been removed. Apparently someone wanted to play volleyball. Sheesh!

I can climb the highest mountain Cross the wildest sea I can feel St. Elmo's Fire burnin' in me

[Lady Tiffany and Stargirl] [Stargirl and K-Swiss] [Sir Tim] [K-Swiss, Art, Sir Tim, Ray, Lady Tiffany] [In which Art is NOT at a computer] [Drunken Native American Dancing] p.s. did you ever realize that Native American is kinda like if Russia took over the USA and started calling us Native Russian

This weekend was crazy in many ways. Crazy awesome. Crazy dramatic. Just plain crazy. That's all I have to say about it.

Friday, December 12, 2003 A Conversation From the Bar Scene Michael: I heard something on CNN today about an archaeologist having discovered fossil evidence of what they believe to be the world's oldest penis. Brad: Is that so? Michael: Yeah. Isn't that bizarre? Brad: What's bizarre is that I had no idea Catherine Zeta-Jones was an archaeologist. December 12, 2003 at 10:24 PM | Permalink Categories: Conversations

I had an inordinate amount of fun last night, which is good because I had a shitty day. Let's skip to about 8 pm. Mary is napping in Sir Tim and K-Swiss's room beca use her meds make her sleepy. We awake and, hmm, I guess we're just hanging out for a while. Sir Tim and Ray go out for a smoke. We're talking about a party. So, we go to Target, Ray, Sir Tim, K-Swiss and I (for orange twinkle lights. Why? dunno). Target is closed. We go to Harris Teeter (b/c they carry harp.) Harris Teeter is closed. Rawr! We go to Wal-Mart and wackiness ensued. I pickup a case of Killian's, a six pack of Labat Blue, a bottle of Muscodine wine, and a red with a neat label (that's how a roll). Oh, and a flat of H2O cuz I am always mooching of Sir Tim and  K-Swiss's water. Anyway, oh yeah! on the way there we are singing sea shantys! In South Australia I was born T' me heave away, haul away In South Australia round Cape Horn We're bound for South Australia H...