You thought you could escape my mindless posts.
You..
Were...
WRONG
I think a big reason why I have not been posting is because ( get ready for it ) I got approved to go back to Colorado College in January. Since I received the news I have been partying with hookers and blow for the past several days, this has left me not knowing exactly what today is, or how long it has been since I last posted.
However I can tell by how much my hair has grown that it has been at least a week. During this week I apparently have been acting in a play, now I don't remember this because of said blow. Yet, I asked Bob and he said that I have been playing a character named Major Ross in the play "Our Country's Good". I seem to have enjoyed playing the part because I checked my web browsing history, and I saw that I was looking up the history of the character Major Ross; perhaps the most bitter man every to walk the earth.
Major Ross was described as being "Without exception the most disagreeable commanding officer I ever knew." By some shmo named Ralph Clark. Another guy named Davey Collins said that he had an "inexpressible hatred" for him. I hoped to find a script of the play because I don't remember any of the lines so for the last two days of the play I might have to just go out on stage and be disagreeable and hateful. Should be easy.
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| Oh yeah there is blackface in the play too. |
Well it's two in the morning and I am tired so the song of the day is "No Sex For Ben" By The Rapture, I couldn't exactly find which album it is on so good luck. I got it off the Grand Theft Auto IV Soundtrack.
No Sex For Ben Starts off going "1 2 3 here we go" and it is appropriate due to the fact that the song is great to listen to if you are going to drive somewhere. The synth tracks and rhythm section will leaving you bobbing your head like you can't control yourself. The lyrics seem secondary to the sound of the song. However, their chaotic nonsense adds a sense of anarchic fun to the song that is hard to come across.

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