Saturday, October 29, 2011

Dorm life - 3118 style

Today we decided to rearrange our room.

So I pushed the beds together.

And now we have a lot more floorspace.

But not very much room to brush our teeth.

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Meet my pet, Peeve.

Sometimes people you know want to say something that's sort of clever or make a point or something like that but then they you know don't really say anything that's even sort of clever because they basically don't really have a real point or something or they can't really like find words or something to say anything at all maybe? And then if they finally find any words that basically make some sort of kind of sense you can't even find whatever sort of point they were like trying to make because they have you know made a maze thing or something and you just end up you know getting like lost or something? And then you're like oh man because it like starts to give you a headache or something because they don't use this thing called punctuation and it sort of sounds like all of their sentences are questions and they never really say anything new so their like repeating themselves basically over and over and over again and the words their like trying to use to sound sort of just a little bit smart don't actually mean what they think that they mean so basically their just making fools of themselves so your head hurts? And then they go do something stupid or something like use grammer or spelling or something wrong so you just want to like punch them or something? Like when they you know put their instead of like they're or something or spell grammar wrong you know? Like if your talking about grammar or something you should maybe like kind of know at least how to you know use it or spell it right right? And then when they finally use the punctuation thing they still don't really understand it or something so they don't put it in the right place so basically they're saying things that don't quite work or something?
Meet my pet, Peeve.

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

There are small ships and large ships, but the best kind of ship is a friend.

A fort?
A cake?
A patchwork quilt?


Sewn together?
Pasted over?
Bundled and tied?

What makes up friendship?

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

History of Science: An In-Depth Exploration of Useless and Out-Of-Date Technologies

as-stro-labe /'astre,lab/

1. An instrument formerly used to make astronomical measurements, before the development of the sextant.
2. A couple pieces of complex paper glued to a honey-bunches-of-oats box and held together with a screw, modernly used to drive unfortunate college students to insanity.

Tuesday, October 4, 2011


"My job as a roommate is to allow you to keep living your happy little life."

Why, thank you.

Sunday, October 2, 2011


"We thought we were running away from the grownups, and now we are the grownups." - Margaret Atwood