Neglect? Piffle. Harrumph. Humbug. Statements of denial and disbelief…. And now, continuing with your regularly scheduled sporadic update:

As I understand it, something important is going on tomorrow. That is to say, there’s a-doin’s a-transpirin’. And we have now sufficiently practiced for all kinds of graduation, matriculation, and mastication. Frankly, I was a little worried about this whole “walking in line” thing, but I feel ready. I am in the zone for walking in line. Hoo-ah!

And so, having been done with school for two days now, brilliant test-taking and last-minute project finishing have brought my grades back to appropriate levels. But that’s not important, because we’re done.

And even more importantly, yesterday was full of coolness, despite the ungodly hour of the Odyssey trip. Though there is some possibility that I hurled a sausage directly past the captain. But at least I didn’t ring the bell. No, someone else will have to suffer that one on his conscience. Although the boat left the breakwater for approximately 36 inches of travel, our voyage was a fabulous nautical adventure. Or something. But it was fun, with more gay couples and black porn than I had ever been involved with before.

After landing and much random yelling at people on shore, I rolled to the zoo with Maciej, Kevin Altier, and Katie “Hi, I’m white!” Napleton, and met up with a whole fabulous group of people. And we looked at animals, because animals are cool, especially polar bears. Quoth Dave Monteagudo, “When I grow up, I want a polar bear.” Personally, I’d rather cut out the middleman: When I grow up, I want to be a polar bear. Penguins are cool too. And we watched some kind of seabird for at least twenty minutes. It was that great. We saw just about everything except the farm. And who cares about the farm, right? We got some ice cream at the lagoon, and I played a rousing game of catch-the-fluff with Kevin.

More fun was had today at Erik’s Delicatessen after graduation practice, after complicated negotiations determining where we were actually eating. Anyway, odds are that if you’re reading this, I’ll see you tomorrow. Look out for a very special post tomorrow too.

Congrats to Alex on Grinell!!

Even though that means that means he won't be doing laundry and eating at my house now.

But I know that he really didn't want to study abroad in River Forest anyway.

Well, this blog has gone neglected for quite sometime.


I now have a blog of my very own (ooo, shiny) http://www.farfullingalong.blogspot.com

Some may ask why this is; 'it seems so sudden, I mean can't we talk about it, you aren't really going to walk out like this, I can change really?!?'

Well, long story short...I need a blog so that friends at Oberlin know what's going on with me this summer (I'm rarely on AIM in the summer) (although the Obie bloc been lobbying me to get one of those livejournal things, although quite honestly, between you and me, those things are a lot of upkeep. I just don't know if I'm high maintenance enough to go livejournal. Livejournal might be a little too personal for my tastes as well.... I ..I...just don't know if I'm ready to bare my soul on the internet.

Reasserting my identity as an individual person with ambitions, dreams, goals, emotions etc. all of my very own (again, shiny), one could say would be another reason for the gettage of own blogage, so to speak.

But I'll continue to post on this blog, especially with regard to issues, problems, concerns,etc. from the homefront.

In other news,
Rockapella kicks ass.

Good morning

Yeah, Waterpolo. Saturday was damn cool. That was the most intense Fenwick sports event I’ve ever been at. Fans yellin’s and screamin’ and clappin’ and et cetera. And from what I know about waterpolo (which is nothing), I’d have to say those were two great games. Boys mostly led, with a little trouble in the middle of the game, but still a pretty close game overall. The girls match, as you’ve probably, went down to the wire with a beautiful last-second tiebreaker. IHSA was listing it as an OT victory for a while, that’s how close it was. But the fans knew there was time, because that place ex-ploded. Awesome. Awesome cool.

Thence to Ledo’s with a lovely group of people. Only got slightly lost: right road, wrong direction. Fortunately while I was lost people were rearranging the planned location anyway. The “more fun than Jesus” incident has already been related by Maciej. “More X than Jesus” is my new way of forming the superlative, BTW. For example, “Bob Dylan is cooler than Jesus”.

Which reminds me, the first candidate for my “Danceable Dylan” mix is “Subterranean Homesick Blues.” Try it sometime.

And you know what else is awesome? Coming home after crazy fun times and finding the Girl on AIM, at which point it’s past midnight and the 15th has rolled over into the anniversary. Yes, ladies and gents, it’s been one year now since last JuProm made it official. And it has been a crazy, wonderful year. And in just under a week, she’s back again. Whee!

And then there was today. Honors convo was as long and tedious as ever, but I got some nice stuff. I think our overall winner is Ryan “Razor Ramon” Kiefer, master of the Spanish language. But I think the biggest cheer went to Eric Park, for something like “special achievement in choir”.

Final note: Ask Sweeney about Van Helsing.

Long time no post. Much exposition must take place. Prom was fun. I have a free George Foreman grill for an unrelated reason. Explanations shall come in a day or two.

Also, next week, Albatross Hour's grand Comeback Farewell Special. No show today, because the tech guys locked down the studio. Coming soon: Prom, the ranting.