To all the bikers who like to play the game of getting as close to the pedestrian as possible without actually clipping him, I like your game. As a matter of fact, it’s inspired me to create a game of my own called “clothesline the cyclist who almost hits me.” Come on! It’ll be fun!
To the person who found my phone on Thursday, thank you. You were even nice enough to call my mom and find out where you could get the phone to me. Funny thing is, I don’t have my phone back yet. So if you could please get that to the library sometime today that would be great.
I don’t know why people call me a ginger and think it’s a bad thing. Sure, I’ve got red hair and freckles, but that’s not so bad. The way I see it I’m just a green tux and top hat away from being the world’s tallest leprechaun – and that’s pretty sweet.
It blows my mind. You’d think in the Rec. Center, a place that promotes hand-eye coordination, that the toilet seats would be dry once in a while. Is it too hard to use a urinal guys? If you can’t aim, don’t try. I’m not sure what that says about us gym goers. Nowhere else on campus is consistently like that.
Why is it that no matter what the weather is like, which has happened to be in the 70s-80s this past week, some people on campus refuse to take off the jeans and flannel shirts? That swamp-ass must be killer!
To all those people who walk around with the iPod earbuds in ALL the time: take them out, try actual social interaction, you might actually find it to be more enriching to your life.
To the six guys I saw roping the other day, thanks for making my walk to back to Ingersoll so much more exciting. And also for making me want to crack open a Coke and whiskey and say, “YEEHAW!”