SIT, yer my bane
12 days is a long time without a blog. i took a similar hiatus in New York this summer, but that was because of writing fatigue after a day of labour. this respite was due to SITs lack of security against (cyber) terrorism. so what the hell happened? to the best of my knowledge, this hacker ass wipe called “boomzilla” cracked the code, compromised SIT’s hymen so to speak. so now, blogger will not update any of my blogs. so here we are. the good news though, kicked me in the arse to get a version 2.0 in the works. new name, same game ... details to come.
so the library is a scary place at 1h20am. like total hard core study people and dorkuses typing in blogs. and some old dude gambling. damn lots has happened. the ween was pretty decent. meatbags and all, lots of people interacting. and 2 numbers on friday and 1 on saturday. one girl (who seemed cute and nice at the time) left me her name and where she lived – because that was what i asked for instead of the number – totally the whiskey speaking. so i declined her number because i wanted to look it up on the directory from the info she gave me. the whole serendipity conceit or whatever. making challenges for myself. i gots my challenges already. so the point. her name is sarah o’neil and she lives on bassett street somewhere. now, there is a sara o’neil who writes for the cardinal. hope it isn’t her cuz she is a dumb dumb. but it was at 10 s bassett at like 12 on sat. the friday person is an old acquaintance so that doesn’t really count i guess. Me’z a mack daddy. ah not really. no, not at all. english 215 discussion at 9h55. piss piss piss.
