I don't want it to be illegal, therefore, it isn't; that's the way it works...

I probably shouldn't be on here considering how much stuff I need to get done before Friday when the craziness that is Iron Bowl weekend begins (and they haven't even canceled any Friday classes; maybe we should just boycott school starting now until after Thanksgiving break or maybe even Christmas break, although I guess boycotting finals wouldn't be such a wise decision for my GPA..) but as long as I can put off all that stuff for a few more minutes (or hours..), I will jump at the opportunity. I am struck with a suprising lack of things to talk about...

Today is Day Three of Fall '04 War Games, and I am still "alive" as of the moment. I haven't even really had any desperate encounters that required me to flee. There were two people waiting for me when I got out of Statics class today (one of them is in my Statics class, so he knew I would be there and he skipped out on class today, hopefully not just because he was planning to shoot me, but whatever), but I played my apathetic card when one of them emerged from the nearby bushes with a semi-automatic NERF minigun instead of reaching for my concealed weapon because for one thing I knew I was overmatched and also because I had already come to the conclusion that it would be within my best interest to extend an alliance to said party and his team since my main goal was to take out everyone on second floor anyways. So I was spared in lieu of the greater good (the greater good being the utter liquidation of the communists and nazis and base-guarders who live on the second floor...). 60% of my own team has already been eliminated, leaving me with a solitary ally before the spontaneous alliance of this afternoon. I have already begun wearying of sneaking in and out of the dorm in order to avoid "death", so I will not be sorely disappointed when I am eventually shot. However, my mad skills of trickeration from last semester have not been exposed to be a fluke yet...

Marshall, RUF's campus minister turned 31 this last week, so last night at RUF, we had something of a birthday surprise for him. 5 of the girls had written a rap and had taped a "music video" of themselves breaking it down ghetto-style in their "M: the campus minister" shirts; it was quite entertaining and I wish I could get my hands on a copy of that tape because it would make great future blackmail. Several RUFers had also gotten their hands on some old pictures of Marshall (without his knowledge) back in his fraternity days at Vanderbilt and they made a Powerpoint Presentation out of it which promptly elicited a number of embarassed exclamations from him. After RUF, I attempted to help one of the girls fix her computer because one of her friends had assumed that I was good at that sort of thing. I wasn't able to help much, but I think we were able to figure out that it was a problem with her lack of a driver that wasn't fixable because the driver CD didn't work. All in all, it was a very eventful night and one that resulted in me not getting a lot of studying done. Speaking of that, I should probably get on that now that I've procrastinated for a good 45 minutes... Gotta get that stuff done before some of my friends from this summer at Marannook come in this weekend which I am exceedingly pumped about. I am also cognizant of the fact that I will not be getting much studying done this weekend because of that in addition to the football game and two basketball games that we have this weekend. Anyways, that's it for now, sorry I didn't have anything amusing to share this time=(

"A good teacher knows that the best way to help students learn is to allow them to find the truth by themselves."
--Noam Chomsky