I haven't posted in awhile so I will sum up the last few major events over those non-posted months:

March-

Spring Break '03, was all about the chillin' at the apartment

SA Club Budget Hearings and the future SA Budget, I spend almost every other waking moment dealing with the SA budget for the rest of the month.

Apirl-

My 22nd birthday at Molly's getting hammered with the help of some close friends.

International Fiesta, made me realize that all the hard work I do for clubs allows them to focus on doing what they do best: Being awesome.

Indian Nite and the Afterparty, those Indians sure know how to throw a dinner, show, and a afterparty. Plus, I even got my name in the program! :)

The Installation Dinner and Club Awards Ceremony which I recieved Staff Member of the Year! Then the De-Installation Dinner which all the SA staff rocked the Casa that James, Bob and Ryan live in. It was a great time.

Then the end of the semester and some parties with various clubs and finals.

May-

I went camping in Letchworth State Park with a bunch of incoming and outgoing SA staffers and it was a blast, even though the temp was 40 degrees and raining.

Oh yeah, I got the position as Club Liaison again.

Alright, so that should bring everyone back up up to speed with the current state of me.

-A shout out to the great year I had at SA, and the future of SA where I will rule all, Chris and Jenn I will miss you guys dearly, and She Who Must Be Obeyed-

This weekend was amazing. Romulan Ale, and everything else made it one of the most memorable ones that I can remember, but this fact is the greatest one:

The Hunt is calling again. The Thirst is back, and the craving is causing my blood to boil more than before........

The Mac is Back!

-Shout out to the call of the Hunt, Fredonia and Quality Markets -

Hey Everybody that Isn't Here in Fredonia! The following quotes were compiled from the last day Joe and I have been down here:

"...What?!? There is two of them!..." - Joe

"...But you don't have enough holes..." - Jon

"...I could hurry up and beat Paul... But, no...." - Mac

"...Josie, I'm a man, not a robot. Cut me some slack!..." - Mac

"...Breast or leg? Me, I'm a breast man... (Thinks aloud) There is two of them!..." - Joe

"...The chicks all tied. That's because chicks are dumb..." - Joe

"...Jon is always good for seconds..." - Joe

"...Gentlemen, I have a problem. I'm wearing Joe's shirt, I have no pants, and I'm in Josie's bed...." - Mac

"...Dust makes me go wild..." - Joe

"...Arrr! All hands on me booty!..." - Mac

"...Are you sure you have all of your condoms?..." - Joe

"...Two chicks in my bed! ~Joe: It's MY bed! ~Josie Even better!..." - Joe

-Shout out to the Boys of Frontier-

I am happy to report I have learned the proper amount of alcohol to get myself blissfully drunk, at the same time, not enough to give me a killer hangover in the next morning. Score one for the Ryan.

During the Culver-based night out, I came to the realization about a situation that I was in, that I'm now going to remove myself from. I know that I shouldn't sell myself short.... so I won't and because other women don't realize what they are missing when I do make a move and they don't follow up simply 'cause they are looking for something "better". "Better", and I use the word loosely, since the definition of the word varies greatly from woman to woman, is something that I have experienced by either physical expression, or verbal dismissal. Which in this situation, I have seen the woman pursuing the "better" alternative right in front of me. Okay, I'm a little disappointed, but at the end of the night I realize the game is over, the matter is closed, and I will move on to something "better" myself......

-Shout out to The Spectrum, URH&A, and SA who gave me a reason to go out a drink this weekend, the Core (James, Scott, Bob, and Chip) who made the drinking worthwhile, and short skirts -

Okay, so I haven't posted in awhile. Main reason: Semester started, and I have been feeling crappy, 'nuff said.

What I have realized recently, that I am a tool. And the sad thing about it is, if my masters just tell me what a good and useful tool I am, I am happy. A smile from Brace, and I'm a happy tool once again. Sad really, still it makes so much sense now. Sadder still that I don't care that I am that way.

-Shout out to all the anti-tools out there-