Afternoon of 1-15-7

I was in the middle of making dinner when Cliff and Erik arrived. Eggs and fruit mush. …Separate, of course. I was wondering when I’d get another visit. We sat around ranching for a while, then wandered outside, not really sure what to do.

Cliff went into a long pretentious tangent about nothing. I really don’t think I could describe it, at least not with this wonky spacebar. Erik broke up with his girlfriend, so we’re keeping him company. He’s depressed, Cliff’s ambivilent, and I’m happy. Oh yes, that’s us long-haired leather jacketed dudes. Erik had a craving for A-1 sauce on pancakes, so we headed to IHOP. Every time we GOTO IHOP, we reminisce about the time Cliff was with Melody, IHOP had unlimited pancakes, and they took out Cliff’s last plate of pancakes without asking him.

I’m currently sitting next to Erik. He’s doing random javascript minigames? Cliff is sleeping. He tried to beat Xenogears II last night. A very Cliffy game, not something I’d be interested in. I haven’t gotten enough food. Always happens when I’m not at home.

Uhhh.

Classes start tomorrow. I made a spreadsheet in googlespreadsheets, I’ll post it in a day or two for those losers who like knowing where I am.

I need to poop soon.

I’ve noticed something about some diariests. They only write when something “happens”. This makes them fun to read because it appears their life is more interesting than ours, when in reality, they’re choosing not to share boring things. Ha ha, that’s not me at all anymore. Who wants to share bowel movements?! I’m sure as the semester gets under way, I’ll go back to obsessively posting mindless entries. Who’s ready for me to bend over and be double-teamed by Anatomy and Physiology II, and Kinesiology?