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tales from the ghetto

setting: vega is in the elevator, holding a piece of cake. a man and a woman are in the elevator too. que foreboding music...
man: does your husband know you're here?
woman: no, i'm not about to tell my husband i'm cheating.
man: 'cuz my kids are always asking who you are.
elevator reaches 6th floor. vega exits.
woman: oh yes! (moaning)

director's note: they weren't actually humping at the end. they must have noticed my eyes go wide at their conversation, and were having fun with me.

tales from the university

professor koch announced today that she won't be teaching my class any more. i am sad. her name means "cook" and that makes her cool. plus, she was actually cool.

tales from my house (this is getting ridiculous)

so last night i managed to convince my dad to let me go to mandy's place. it was really neat, because i got Real Food^TM and time with mah sexy ladies.
i love being silly with you guys, even when you are making fun of me for scratching my nose. and i AM made of honey, nose scratching or no nose scratching!!!

tales from the computer lab

someone in here smells like shampoo...