I have successfully completed my six hojillion hour trip across the country. I just want to say that for this trip, I woke up at five-thirty in the morning, earlier than I have woken up in recent memory. However, I didn’t fall asleep, and while I was going 100 I didn’t get any tickets, so it’s a good thing I left then, because it gave me time to move all my stuff in. And I have a great deal of stuff, it’s really amazing. My car is perfectly sized for all the stuff I have, it all barely fits in there. Anyway, as some people are already aware, I got room D of my suite this year, which is widely purported to be the best room available on the market. One of my other roommates finally moved in last night, which is excellent news as he is the proud owner of one forty-two inch high-definition plasma screen color television. Last year he kept it in his room all the time. This year, we (we being everyone but him) decided that, really, it would probably be best if it was in the main room. As soon as he walked in, we were on him like vultures, ripping his defenses away in shreds like cotton, soaked in blood. The fact is that he is a sort of pushover, we know that if we pester him about it he’ll cave. We made the decision to do this, and we justified it as moral since it benefitted us. Anyway, I’ll be watching all my television in high-definition from now until next May, while sitting on my couch with an underglow.

I was walking by the room of some people that I know and I saw this. It was very startling. Sitting around it like a fireplace later that night, it was discovered that the thing had no name. It was then christened Methias, a very fitting name, I think. The bust walks a fine line between being really cool and just really weird. As it turns out, Methias is owned by the same person I saw wearing one of these, which also walk a very fine line between being really cool and just really gay. However, I played Risk with the guy for four or more hours last night and he’s alright. But I thought it was important to chronicle Methias.

To change topic completely and try to segue into a finale, we had the crappiest showerhead possible when we moved in. It’s one of those ones that sprays water in a ring, but not in the center. Terrible design. You have to run around in the shower just to get wet, which is hard in a shower stall. Fortunately, Lowe’s was able to help us out in the matter. While we were there shopping for a new head, we saw the one currently installed for two dollars. And, while most showerheads come in some variety of attractive packaging, these were in plastic bags in a big cardboard bin. So cheap. Anyway, the new one is fantastic. I’m not sure how much the maintenance people are going to like it, but we’re not going to say anything about it, so they might not notice. I called my dad to ask him about showerheads, and he said that sometimes it’s easier to get forgiveness than permission. In fact, I think I’ll go use that new showerhead now. And then I’m going to eat, because I haven’t eaten in like seventeen hours and I’m wasting away.

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