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tuesday, october 1 1:50:13 AM posted by Blake Stuchin so apparently, people who don't even know me have been checking my away messages because they're known to be "entertaining." this was perfectly fine with me when i had no idea it was happening, but now that i've started getting random IMs from people whom I've never met saying things like "i expect more from RitersBlok" (and fyi- i feel like that msg might as well say 'I expect more from %n' [people who get that joke: you know who you are]). this is almost as fucked up as that time i won the halftime kickoff back when i was in college. when did that happen again? oh yeah, THREE DAYS AGO. # Comments [] 1:55:46 AM posted by Blake Stuchin it is nearly 2 am right now (although i am not exactly sure what time it is because i have three clocks that say three different times in my bedroom, but that's a different story) and i am already at that point where i have given up on completing all of the work that i have to do for tomorrow's classes. instead i've gone to that place where you aren't quite in class yet but you have the sinking feeling that when you get there you're going to be horribly unprepared. "The Feeling" was fine when i was taking huge lecture classes where i wasn't expected to participate in class, but now that i'm in all seminars, i kinda have my balls in a vicegrip. # Comments [] monday, september 30 2:49:52 AM posted by Blake Stuchin wow. where to begin? After an otherwise benign Saturday spent watching watching colleges with good teams play football, Lance and I headed down to Franklin Field to go see the highly-competitive-but-horrendously-named Pennsylvania Quakers take on Lehigh. Arriving a few minutes before the end of the first half, I was randomly approached by the Penn Athletics Marketing Director and asked if I wanted to participate in the halftime Kickoff Contest. Longstoryshort, I made a 25 yard field goal in front of 20,000 not-so-interested-but-nonetheless-cheering fans and won a year of free cheesesteaks from Abner's, in addition to a bunch of other crap. This may be the most interesting thing that I've done since that time I ran a cult. # Comments [] |
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