Jen and I were discussing and adding to conspiracy theories tonight. Here's one I've been mulling over for a few days now:

The year before a big election, the government makes sure to release a particularly virulent strain of the flu that is NOT in that year's edition of the flu vaccine. This leads to hundreds of deaths and ensures that everyone next year gets vaccinated (since no one this year seemed to understand anyway that it wasn't in the vaccine). When does everyone get vaccinated? Why, right before the big election, of course!! (And as we all know that the government is controlling our minds through "vaccines," Bush wins in a landslide!!)

How's that for political discourse on my blog, Eliot? We also discussed where the Mars rover ACTUALLY is, because obviously we don't send anything to "outer space."

We watched the Daily Show tonight -- Stewart had a funny comment that perhaps Bush isn't so dumb, perhaps it's just that the American people are so dumb that Bush feels he needs to talk at our level.

B was guessing that a week before the election, all Bush needs to do is raise it up to Orange for that week and there we go, we've got ourselves a president...and I'm leaving the country. I can't take another four years of living in DC under Bush (cause c'mon, who really believes that I'll graduate within the next 4 years?)

Personal messages: Paul, your schedule looks horrendous. B-DAWG, guess my worries were unfounded, matey. Summer, how come you haven't posted any comments yet, yo? You, who were so supportive of the blogging?

Sorry I've been so lax about blogging lately; it's been tough to get to a computer that I could use...I mean, seriously, we had 2 inches of snow last night! The city is kaput! Liberal leave for classes today, and all classes canceled tonight! (Actually we were the only school in the area open...it's cause we're hardcore.) When I was walking home from Jen's at 1 am I felt like it was the middle of the afternoon, because I walked past the library and glanced over, and we have these big windows onto the Reading Room (which, if you're studying in the library on a Saturday night, sometimes I just want to say to these people, HAVE SOME DIGNITY! Don't study in front of the window! Hide on one of the other floors!) Anyways the room was buzzing. And I know 1 am isn't that late, but there were definitely too many people there for this early in the semester.

Man, I paid x$ for this massage and I'm still fucking sore! Should I go back? Do they do some trick where you get sorer after a few days so you get addicted, or was he not kidding when he said I was fucked up? (In different words, naturally). Apparently Jen (jen jen jen, I know, someone else can get featured in the next post) went to get HER first massage the same day I did last week, and was right after me, so we just missed each other. And she was just as messed up as I was (she has a legitimate excuse, being this olympic athlete and whatnot (i told her she's my bragging rights hehe so i mention that whenever possible)). so this poor therapist having to work on two awful people in a row, he probably wanted to kill us.

OK. Sorry for not posting, Bridget. I will try harder. And now S gets to know the website. (Since I am moving back to MN and whatnot maybe I should start referring to you all there by initials, since it's so sneaky like that, and then I can complain about you when I hate you, S & P & B. Haha! Just kidding, why would I ever hate?) (hehehe.)