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What's up, my homies? Here's a much needed update.
Don't you love how I preface about half my posts with lame introductions like "Man, I haven't posted in a while" or "Here's a much needed update," etc.? Maybe I should stop bitching and just post more. Oh well.
So I'm finally getting better after a long bout of sickness. I missed a week of school with a pretty bad cough. Yes, it's lame to miss a week of school with a cough. But this was a gut-twisting, back-muscle-pulling, uncontrollably loud cough. With a lot of phlegm. And you wanted to know all of that.
Actually, it's funny: Shivank had exactly the same cough. We called it "The Plague." And observant friends made a lot of make-out jokes. COINCIDENCE, people.
In bathroom news, this morning I woke up and headed for the bathroom for the morning rituals, only to find the front of the apartment submerged in half an inch of water. Some evil force had compelled the toilet to run all night and turn our otherwise dry and boring foyer into a magical water wonderland (lucky for us, the water was clean). I called maintenance and within five minutes a custodial employee was at the door with a wetvac. In rapid-fire Chinglish she tried to explain what I should do. She left us with one of those cool floor blowers that you see in Maryland House restrooms. We've been running it for hours, to little avail. We also laid down dozens of newspaper sheets to soak up the liquid. It's been one of those shitty little adventures where instead of going up the mountain to find the mystical sceptre that gives you powers of invisibility and mind control, you mop up toilet water with a stolen stack of Wall Street Journals.
So...moving on. We had our AllNighters concert a couple weekends ago. That was a good time; the afterparty at Nathan's was bangin. Then last weekend we went to Roanoke for a big a cappella carnival. All the groups were really good...we were especially blown away by the all-female groups. Ow ow. Unfortunately, there was no afterparty. These folks gotta realize, we don't drive five hours just to sing. We gotta get our CRUNK on. Jeez.
Update on my extracurricular craziness...
I GOT KICKED OUT OF BLUE KEY. What the hell. I'd like to think I give the best damned tours this side of Bloomberg Hall, and those people can't handle it when I miss three tours (excused) because I have an upper respiratory tract infection. "Three missed tours, out of Blue Key, that's the rule," they say. LAME. I'll be back. Mark me words. Yeah, hopefully they'll let me back in next semester. I mean, if somebody's sick it's not their fault!
In better news, I'm gonna be Business Manager for AllNightaz next year. It was basically handed down, and nobody else was running, so we aren't exactly talking about the challenge of the century here. I'm pumped. I'll be in charge of booking road shows, finding paid gigs, and having the new Promotional Manager (Octopussy) be my eternal bitch. But the most important part of the job is flirting with the business managers of the all-female groups we visit. Such is the difficult life of being an AllNighter, forever in search of female pants access...
In even better news, I'm gonna be Opinions Editor of the News-Letter next year. Today we had FIVE (5) hours of elections in the Glass Pav. It was a bitch and a half, but I'm glad I got to know more of the editors (new and old). I was up against three other kiddies and apparently it was a very tight race. One thing that was somewhat odd about running for Opinions was that all my opponents are Opinions writers who I'll be working with next year. Fortunately, I got to know them all a bit better and I realized just how sharp these kids are. I was particularly impressed with Patrick Kennedy (didn't run for Opinions, but writes a column for the section). This kid is smart and a half. He has TWO Opinions columns, writes for News, does reviews of movies and music for Arts...the list goes on. He ran for Arts Co-Editor, and his ideas for the section are awesome. Super-articulate. I'm pumped to have such a powerhouse in my arsenal of writers.
Haha, listen to the language I'm using. I am already drunk on News-Letter power. Not really :) But I'm definitely excited.
Alright, that'll do it for now. Today you learned about my phlegm, my overflowing toilet, and other exciting and interesting facts. You'll never get back the last five minutes of your life.
Don't you love how I preface about half my posts with lame introductions like "Man, I haven't posted in a while" or "Here's a much needed update," etc.? Maybe I should stop bitching and just post more. Oh well.
So I'm finally getting better after a long bout of sickness. I missed a week of school with a pretty bad cough. Yes, it's lame to miss a week of school with a cough. But this was a gut-twisting, back-muscle-pulling, uncontrollably loud cough. With a lot of phlegm. And you wanted to know all of that.
Actually, it's funny: Shivank had exactly the same cough. We called it "The Plague." And observant friends made a lot of make-out jokes. COINCIDENCE, people.
In bathroom news, this morning I woke up and headed for the bathroom for the morning rituals, only to find the front of the apartment submerged in half an inch of water. Some evil force had compelled the toilet to run all night and turn our otherwise dry and boring foyer into a magical water wonderland (lucky for us, the water was clean). I called maintenance and within five minutes a custodial employee was at the door with a wetvac. In rapid-fire Chinglish she tried to explain what I should do. She left us with one of those cool floor blowers that you see in Maryland House restrooms. We've been running it for hours, to little avail. We also laid down dozens of newspaper sheets to soak up the liquid. It's been one of those shitty little adventures where instead of going up the mountain to find the mystical sceptre that gives you powers of invisibility and mind control, you mop up toilet water with a stolen stack of Wall Street Journals.
So...moving on. We had our AllNighters concert a couple weekends ago. That was a good time; the afterparty at Nathan's was bangin. Then last weekend we went to Roanoke for a big a cappella carnival. All the groups were really good...we were especially blown away by the all-female groups. Ow ow. Unfortunately, there was no afterparty. These folks gotta realize, we don't drive five hours just to sing. We gotta get our CRUNK on. Jeez.
Update on my extracurricular craziness...
I GOT KICKED OUT OF BLUE KEY. What the hell. I'd like to think I give the best damned tours this side of Bloomberg Hall, and those people can't handle it when I miss three tours (excused) because I have an upper respiratory tract infection. "Three missed tours, out of Blue Key, that's the rule," they say. LAME. I'll be back. Mark me words. Yeah, hopefully they'll let me back in next semester. I mean, if somebody's sick it's not their fault!
In better news, I'm gonna be Business Manager for AllNightaz next year. It was basically handed down, and nobody else was running, so we aren't exactly talking about the challenge of the century here. I'm pumped. I'll be in charge of booking road shows, finding paid gigs, and having the new Promotional Manager (Octopussy) be my eternal bitch. But the most important part of the job is flirting with the business managers of the all-female groups we visit. Such is the difficult life of being an AllNighter, forever in search of female pants access...
In even better news, I'm gonna be Opinions Editor of the News-Letter next year. Today we had FIVE (5) hours of elections in the Glass Pav. It was a bitch and a half, but I'm glad I got to know more of the editors (new and old). I was up against three other kiddies and apparently it was a very tight race. One thing that was somewhat odd about running for Opinions was that all my opponents are Opinions writers who I'll be working with next year. Fortunately, I got to know them all a bit better and I realized just how sharp these kids are. I was particularly impressed with Patrick Kennedy (didn't run for Opinions, but writes a column for the section). This kid is smart and a half. He has TWO Opinions columns, writes for News, does reviews of movies and music for Arts...the list goes on. He ran for Arts Co-Editor, and his ideas for the section are awesome. Super-articulate. I'm pumped to have such a powerhouse in my arsenal of writers.
Haha, listen to the language I'm using. I am already drunk on News-Letter power. Not really :) But I'm definitely excited.
Alright, that'll do it for now. Today you learned about my phlegm, my overflowing toilet, and other exciting and interesting facts. You'll never get back the last five minutes of your life.
posted by JMR at 11:37 PM
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