And the long nights surrounds me,
You turn me around...

Hrmm… its been awhile since my last post. This last week has been hell… what’s new? Always looking forward for the weekend, too bad I have a load to do. I really should have tried to been a little more productive today. Oh well.

Listen to this story… errr… read this story. Haha. After my digital illustration class today I was about to head home to grab some grub before my art history class and while unlocking my bike lock my key wouldn’t turn, and I ended up breaking the key off. I was thinking at the time, “good thing I have this extra key in my book bag.” So I end up trying that key and ‘snap’ same thing… that key breaks too… so I’m just standing there thinking that I will never get my bike off this damn rack now that this key is now stuck in the lock and it wont turn. So I went to the KU information desk to see if someone could help me. I ended up calling maintenance and the lady said that they couldn’t do anything to help me. She recommended that I call public safety… and so I called them. The public safety lady tells me that she sent out a cop and that I should wait by the rack. So I was like sweet… I’m getting my bike back. After about 15 minutes of waiting for the dude… he finally shows with absolutely zero tools. He says “what seems to be the problem over here?” really carelessly. I was thinking to myself, wow this lady just sent this cop and he doesn’t even know why. So I tell him that my bike is pretty much locked up for good unless I can cut the lock off… and he says, “so how do we know this is your bike? I need proof. I’m not here to help you steal a bike.” What an asshole. Only a dumbass would go to a cop to get help to steal a bike. I said, “well, I have the broken end of the key right here with the lock name on it and the other ½ is stuck in the lock. Is that enough proof for you?” He says “ I can easily get a broken key from home.” Okay this cop is quite the asshole. He says there’s absolutely nothing that he can do and says “I don’t know what to tell you? Sorry I can’t help.” and turns around and leaves. So I’m like sweet looks like I’m going to have to steal my own bike because no one in this whole fucking university can help me. I called my roommate, cheetos, to tell him my crazy situation and ask him to bring home some tools from his work because he is a mechanical engineer. He said, “Yah, no problem. I will bring home a hacksaw and we will bust out your bike when I get off work.” So later we went up there and sawed off the lock. It was unbelievably easy… its kind of scary how easy someone can steal a bike. So then we went to walmart and I bought another lock… a different brand of course. This one has a lifetime warranty like the last… I wonder if that means 3 month lifetime rather than 2.

That was pretty much the interesting thing that happened to me today… oh yah and I got my costume at the thrift store with Tom, Andrew, and Grant. I’m going to be a golfer. It’s a pretty classy costume if I say so myself. I got these sick plaid knicker(?) pants, a pink polo, an 8 iron golf club, and this grody whitish sweater with a golfer on it. Haha, this should be a pretty swanky Halloween.

The lyrical title for the post is from aqualung… really really awesome chill stuff. If you like keane or coldplay… listen to aqualung!

And the long nights surrounds me
You turn me around

Hrmm… its been awhile since my last post. This last week has been hell… what’s new? Always looking forward for the weekend, too bad I have a load to do. I really should have tried to been a little more productive today. Oh well.

Listen to this story… errr… read this story. Haha. After my digital illustration class today I was about to head home to grab some grub before my art history class and while unlocking my bike lock my key wouldn’t turn, and I ended up breaking the key off. I was thinking at the time, “good thing I have this extra key in my book bag.” So I end up trying that key and ‘snap’ same thing… that key breaks too… so I’m just standing there thinking that I will never get my bike off this damn rack now that this key is now stuck in the lock and it wont turn. So I went to the KU information desk to see if someone could help me. I ended up calling maintenance and the lady said that they couldn’t do anything to help me. She recommended that I call public safety… and so I called them. The public safety lady tells me that she sent out a cop and that I should wait by the rack. So I was like sweet… I’m getting my bike back. After about 15 minutes of waiting for the dude… he finally shows with absolutely zero tools. He says “what seems to be the problem over here?” really carelessly. I was thinking to myself, wow this lady just sent this cop and he doesn’t even know why. So I tell him that my bike is pretty much locked up for good unless I can cut the lock off… and he says, “so how do we know this is your bike? I need proof. I’m not here to help you steal a bike.” What an asshole. Only a dumbass would go to a cop to get help to steal a bike. I said, “well, I have the broken end of the key right here with the lock name on it and the other ½ is stuck in the lock. Is that enough proof for you?” He says “ I can easily get a broken key from home.” Okay this cop is quite the asshole. He says there’s absolutely nothing that he can do and says “I don’t know what to tell you? Sorry I can’t help.” and turns around and leaves. So I’m like sweet looks like I’m going to have to steal my own bike because no one in this whole fucking university can help me. I called my roommate, cheetos, to tell him my crazy situation and ask him to bring home some tools from his work because he is a mechanical engineer. He said, “Yah, no problem. I will bring home a hacksaw and we will bust out your bike when I get off work.” So later we went up there and sawed off the lock. It was unbelievably easy… its kind of scary how easy someone can steal a bike. So then we went to walmart and I bought another lock… a different brand of course. This one has a lifetime warranty like the last… I wonder if that means 3 month lifetime rather than 2.

That was pretty much the interesting thing that happened to me today… oh yah and I got my costume at the thrift store with Tom, Andrew, and Grant. I’m going to be a golfer. It’s a pretty classy costume if I say so myself. I got these sick plaid knicker(?) pants, a pink polo, an 8 iron golf club, and this grody whitish sweater with a golfer on it. Haha, this should be a pretty swanky Halloween.

The lyrical title for the post is from aqualung… really really awesome chill stuff. If you like keane or coldplay… listen to aqualung!

I can’t believe I’m up this early posting a blog… I guess there is a first for everything. Since last Friday, my life has been pretty ‘xtreme,’ which is a good thing for the most part. Friday I got pretty sick for some reason; flu, achy, fever, and sore throat. I stayed in that night and just attempted to redesign ic3designs. I think I need to change around a few things… some say that the title is amateur, so I will mess with it a lil bit. Satuday was pretty awesome, even though I was still kinda of sick… pretty much hung out with the crew and then went to kim’s 21st birthday party… which was awesome. I was pretty crazy that night, but it was so much fun. I ended passing out on the couch at Tom’s place; pretty much my weekend bed. I felt pretty sweet that morning. Haha, it was worth it. I ended up sleeping almost all day too… and the rest of the day I didn’t really do anything else homework wise thinking I was pretty much caught up. I realized I was pretty wrong and that the projects I’m working on are going to need a lot more time. Last night tom, andrew, drew, and I went to borders to pick up a book drew needed (which they didn’t have), got some taco bell, and got me to watch this show called prison break. I’m not a tv person at all… but I think they got me hooked. When I got back, within a ½ hour brice Ims me telling me that his computer is franked and he need to get some caffeine to get his machine back on track and then get his homework done. At this point I have nothing done… and gave in to go with him… so we just spent a few hours drinking rockstar engergy drinks on the porch at his place until 2ish… and when he drops me off so i could do something productive that night. i ended up going to bed around 4. not too bad.

The rest of the week is going to be insane, but I think I can handle it. The only thing that’s pissing me off is this sore throat I have… I really should get it checked out so I don’t have strep or something crazy like that. I’m looking forward to get home and seeing my family… I miss um. I know my parents miss me and are always telling me to come home whenever I get a chance. I love them so much. I just need to find a ride. Carl said he would come pick me up from BGSU, but that’s 3 hours out of the way and would rather have someone from here let me bum a ride. We will see what comes up.

But right now its class time… and I need to get running.