ackum.

i've accustomed myself to such an awkward schedule the past few days. get up at 1 or later. loaf around until 3. workout while watching dr.phil and oprah (i can't even defend that one). shower and prep for the evening. go out with sam, kk, garret, and molly. home at 4:30 the next morning and then to bed. rinse and repeat. an excellent schedule to accomodate the summer necessities but downright strange nonetheless. forthcoming employment notwithstanding, i think i could get used to this. of my adventures thus far, sample key words might include "arts and crafts," "shopping," "bear giving old man head," "liquors," "underage," "jailbait," and "questionable activities." feel free to read into these words as much as you like. let your imagination run wild. we did.

as most of you are well aware, i have been searching for a new look for the blog. i think i've found a couple of blogskins.com designs that could be of some service but i am still somewhat suspicious. these are people that post messages with things like " i lurrrrrvvvveee your skin!" and "cum up wif sumthin diffrnt," or "this iz gr8!" i hope you will agree that my concerns are warranted. in any event, expect something "diffrn" in the near future around these parts. i'm also considering going back to Get Off My Island. i don't know, i just feel a certain affinity for the original title. let me know your thoughts on the situation. and in general post comments more often fuckers.

the time for chang is almost nigh. i have a sneaking suspicion that we'd better not take any photos this weekend. should any of us obtain a significant level of celebrity, they may resurface to shed unwanted light on our current anonymity. and that really would not do. but more importantly, i feel that i would be remiss if i neglected to warn you that my shirts will be obscenely low cut this weekend. i've been absent from my normal jesuit party scene and i feel like my amout of cleavage has been considerably lower than it should be. this must be remedied. and soon.

in other more pretentious news, i think i am becoming a shopping addict. my current haunts include bakers (no, not the grocery store), gap, h&m, steve madden, walmart and target. a motley crue of retailers if i do say so myself. the only problem with this is that there are no steve madden stores in town. there is however a dsw and the jones store which feature his shoes, but they lack his best pedantic pursuits. i miss being able to catch the el or shuttle and drop in on the store at our downtown campus. although i bet that is significantly helping my wallet. not that i have much money at this juncture anyway.

fuck it. let me just take my crazy ass down to westroads.

that is all...thank you.