mood: ahhhhhhhhhh...
music: the darkness - i believe in a thing called love

so adam schultz drunk dialed me last night and left this wicked funny message. it's the little things that truly count. just thought you should know.

dilemma: do i go back to rantoul to get my hair done on saturday or do i stay and go to dan's welcome back party? it's going to be one of the best of the year. but my hair really needs some help..."oh, the woes of being a socialite..." (shut up, Connor)

i've only been here around 48 hours, and yet everything is already insane. i love it. midnight trips to mertz, giving ryan shit while he tries to bust his residents' balls, department drama, wreaking havoc on fordham, running into jeff wonders, the never-ending osh saga, mysterious rainstorms, shady cable, trying to figure out quintin's 80 different passwords, loyola's new IDs and shit, being back together with the ebonys, general wackiness...i didn't realize how much i'd missed all this until i got back into it...how did i ever get through life without all this?

well, i'm off to shower and get hot for "the invite exclusive" tonight. food, fun, and fine liquours...i have a feeling this night will be one to remember...

whoever said high school would encompass the best years of our lives was an asshole.