I couldn’t think of anything substantial to talk about today, so I’ll (hopefully) entertain you with a series of bite-sized stories:

First on that list is my hand. My jerkwad of a roommate took what he probably thought was a playful blow at me, but ended up kicking me in the hand as hard as he possibly could. The result is that one of my fingers has swollen to sausage-like proportions and I can’t move it very well. (I’m typing this with one hand and it’s taking forever.) The end knuckle is slightly blueish, but not terrible, and the swelling is a lot better than it was last night. Does anyone with any medical knowledge have any advice? Or sports knowledge? Just what is a jammed finger, anyway, where they do that taping thing?

We’ve been playing Silent Hill 3 over the past couple of days. Silent Hill is a game that can only be accurately described as “very fucking scary”. My roommate and I had to turn it off at two the other night because we couldn’t handle it anymore, intending to pick it up the next day when it was light. We haven’t yet. We turned the puzzle level up to hard because we’re like that, but unfortunately we’ve only encountered one puzzle so far. It was a doozy though, requiring us to have a working knowledge of Shakespeare’s five major works (which, between the four of us there at the time, we had. Thanks high-school English!) to decode complicated poetry into a four-digit access code. Yes, we could have systematically tried all the four digit codes, but at 10*9*8*7 possible combinations, we weren’t willing.

They put samples of that new Axe shower gel in our mailboxes, the Touch scent to be specific. I was stoked because apparently it makes you very attractive to members of the fairer sex, but I am displeased. I don’t like how it smells, it’s way too musty (not musky, understand, musty. Like your attic). I’m wondering why anyone would buy it when you can (and do!) get the exact same smell by just not washing your towel for a few months. But hey, it was free soap and it came at a convenient time when I had just run out of soap, so, I guess that’s pretty cool.

I went out with the boys last night and we ended up (after much “discussion”), at a place called Champp’s, which is a sports bar type joint. Dwight will understand when I say that the nachos did terrible things to me, as he was suffering the effects last night. My intestines ache, and I will say no more, leaving the rest to you.

I’m going to the zoo today! I’ve never been to the Omaha zoo and word on the street is that it’s second only to the San Diego zoo. I guess it’s supposed to be pretty famous or whatever, I don’t know, I’m not up on my zoo rivalry. I think I’d like to see some bears, so as long as they have a couple of those there I’ll be happy. I’ve only ever been to a zoo twice before (three times?), and it was all at the same one, so I’m looking forward to seeing all the new types of animals.

I was hanging around outside of the advisor’s office the other day, trying to make an appointment to schedule classes, when my programming teacher walked by. We’re on pretty good terms since I’ve now taken three classes with him. He stops and asks if, perchance, I was looking for work, and he gave me the card of a guy who is “looking for a talented young programmer that he can indoctrinate”. So I’m super-stoked about that, as it could turn out to be a huge huge boon, especially if LANL falls through.

Anyway, I’m done. My hand is tired from typing all this, and I’ve wasted a good forty minutes at it. Ugh, I hope nothing is broken…

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