So it's finally started to get cold, though I don't want to jump the gun on that one.

I've been really exhausted as of late, like pass out and sleep through late morning classes kind of exhausted.


Joel and I have decided to set aside the hours of 10-midnight on Sundays to sit and be metal. We will listen to From the Depths on KTRU and contemplate all things metal. It will be good times.


Not much else to report I guess, I mean there's a ton of stuff going on but I don't want to keep revisiting it here.


I haven't showered in a while, is a phrase I utter quite frequently. I also have picked up this habit of not changing my clothes either.



This entry was kind of depressing

I am sick and I am tired. Apparently whatever virus is having its way with the rest of campus decided to pick me up at a party and ditch me before breakfast. Now I feel like shit and I got applications due. I'm basically done except for one last little thing but man is that thing taking its sweet time to get done.


Don't worry though, the health center pumped me full of drugs and so now I'm feeling better. I've bought myself some time on some assignments and later on I'm probably going to actually go to bed at a reasonable hour.



Kids this might just be a blessing in disguise.


Also this is blatant nostalgia.

Last night I couldn't sleep because I was sick so I went down to the Kum&Go (seriously guys that's what the place is called for realz) and bought a pretty white trash meal of microwaveable burrito and chili cheese fritos. I then returned to the dorms where I enjoyed both items late at night after losing a shirt and gaining a beer.

A guy who lives down the hall from me came up to me and, basically assuming I was high, started talking to me about drugs and how they make you better when you are sick. He was of course talking not about prescriptions but about the myriad of illegal and controlled substances flowing through his veins at the moment. He then sneezed on his arm and wiped it on his face while commending me on my patience in buying a product that required microwaving.

Afterward he wandered downstairs to find a friend and reappeared shortly thereafter to go back to his room where I assume he passed out.


There really isn't a point to that story.

I left Berlin for this?

Seriously though it's great being back I guess. My friends have changed but I guess I have as well.

My friend Rick and I went to see Heart/Journey at the Iowa State Fair and I kid you not I actually enjoyed myself. I never saw myself as actually liking Heart but damn if they didn't just rock the fuck out. I mean I know they're mostly just pumping out a formula but I'm finally starting to learn that sometimes that can be ok and I can just shut up and enjoy something that everybody else likes. Plus they played Magic Man, Barracuda and Crazy on You, how could I have not enjoyed myself.

Journey was basically just karaoke, they've got this new lead singer who sounds like Steve Perry but doesn't have any of the charm, and it just felt fake, not that the audience seemed to care. More often than not they would drown him out.

I will give Journey some credit though, they have the all the cliches of a 70's/80's stadium rock band down pat. At all the right moments the lead singer climbed on top of a speaker/the drum stand and jumped down exactly when he was supposed to and he never hesitated to point at the audience and encourage them to clap by mimicking the motions with his hands. On level it was some kind of bizarre performance art because it did seem so constructed but really it was just midwesterific. Ultimately I was happy enough to say that now I have seen Journey and no one can force me to see them again.


I had plenty of state fair food but it wasn't as exciting as I had hoped. Sure they had all the usual suspects: corndogs, pork chops on a stick; fried snickers; fried oreos; continuously peeled potatoes covered in nacho chees as well as some foods that I wasn't expecting, such as the pickle dawg, a truly delightful concoction consisting of a pickle slathered in cream cheese or wrapped in either pastrami or ham. It was all delicious and incredibly heart stoppingly unhealthy but it wasn't the chocolate covered bacon or beer on a stick that I had hoped for. Rick and I were there on the last day of the fair so that might have affected it somewhat. We missed out on a lot of the quintessentially Iowan stuff that you only find at the state fair but we did find free parking and discounted tickets so that was a win.


I have homework to do, which is kind of an alien concept. I turned in a paper the other day that I might have to apologize for later on. Oh well.


Anyway, just got invited to a bluegrass jam that happens weekly so I'm excited about that.