Hey hey kids,

Finals are over, and the fat man is dead. Not that I knew him, or had anything to do with his demise, but, I think the coincidence is ironic. For those of you who have no idea what I'm talking about..... I'm making this all up, and besides finals being over, I know of no portly men meeting their demise at the business end of a station wagon. Ok, that was a weird introduction .... moving on ....

So, As soon as finals were over, and I realized that the school had raped me hard and without lubrication, I decided to spend as much time and money as I could in the pursuit of not worrying about my many school based failures. So, I tried to get free tickets to a public showing of Mystic River. I got the tickets. The show was sold out. I don't know how that works. Instead I spend the evening eating at Outback steak house with Goodale, and learned that the bluming onion enjoys rageing against my stomach. It was a good night, but I was a little dissapointed after my finals. This was to be expected and really had nothing to do with the activities or the company, just the emptyness that expanded after all the effort put forth for the completion of these demonic classes.

The next day I woke up early and went to an interview with a company called Massa. They are in hingam and the commute there is beautiful and along the watter the entire way. I think the interview went well, except that the secretary said that her boss was busy and that she would call me later in the day to scheduel a re-meeting, but never ended up calling. I will call them on monday and see what the dilly is. After that I got a hair cut (one of the ones in the back over my left ear), bought a Sin City comic(little dissapointed), and then went to hang out with the guys. I picked them up at UMASS Boston, and we went to castle island to eat. There was an enjoyable encounter with a mass of sea-gulls and some of my french fries. Afterwards we went back to UMass, to go to African culture night(Have you ever felt uncomfortable because you are surrounded by people from another race, and all they seem to be doing is complaining about how the white man keeps them down? If you have, then you will understand why we didn't spend all that much time there). Some of the dancing was amazing, and the women were very sexy. In the end, we just hung out and talked most of the time. Afterwards, I drove everyone home. In the process, I had to drive into boston, and discover the hard way that I93 is closed in boston after 1:00. This lead to lots of trafic and detours through boston, and not getting home until 2:30. It was an adventure, and I stand by my analysis.

Today I met up with Emmitt and we went to see Kung Fu Hustle. That movie was awesome. The best thing about it is that it doesn't take itself seriously and makes fun of so many other movies. Tonight I plan on going to see the intrepreter with the girls.

I would like to call your attention to my new links to Bill Ng's site and Nicks other site. If you check out things like that, check them out; if not, don't worry about it. Well, thats it for now. We will see you all soon.

::Well, he either passed or he is going to be spending this break doing sexual favors for Sarephem::

::Tits, Tits, Tits; I love Tits::