So the stupid computer still won't remember my blogger username and password. I have to input it every stupid tim I want to blog. This is ridiculous. How can they expect me to take the time to constantly type out the same two words over and over and over again. SHeesh. If you ask me, it's quite the deterrent to blogging. I"m surprised I just haven't thrown a fit yet. Or maybe I have. I'm a lazy bastard.
Hell, my World Civ class is exactly half over right now, but am I in it? No. I"m sitting in my room. Why? Because I got back to Dana at 10:05, and I couldn't stand the idea of walking into class late and having everybody stare at me, so I just stayed in my room. And that's where I am now. Fucking slow people on the highway. You can all kiss my ass. But yeah, so I really needed to go to that class today. I really did. I still haven't met with the teacher either. Which is also not a good thing. Right now I'm just . . . afraid to go talk to him, really. Hell, I'm terrified, and I don't know why. So I guess I'm just putting it off as long as possible. I'll go to class on Monday. I swear. At least, I hope I do . . .
So, yeah, long story about last night. You see, Tony actually IMed me again. This surprised the hell out of me, and then I was surprised even further to find out it wasn't Tony on the computer at all. It was some guy named Aaron, who claimed he had Tony tied up. And, well, this Aaron guy was rather creepy. He kept saying things that really made it sound like Tony might be in trouble, so I called Tony's cell phone. This Aaron guy picked up, said some more creepy things, refused to answer any of my questions, then hung up. So, I was freaking out by then, worrying about Tony's safety. Then, just as I'm about to go in search of a vehicle to borrow, I get a phone call. From some guy named Eric who is trying to get to 118th and Center. He's on highway 79, and can't figure out how to get there. I didn't know him, and I figured he was just calling the people who used to stay in my dorm room. So, I go to map quest and start searching for highway 79. And that highway is waaaaay the hell over west of Lincoln. So I start giving him directions and he says he sees a sign for Waterloo. I tell him to go there and start giving him more directions to get him to Omaha. Then the phone goes dead. I figured he accidentally hung up. Anyway, after that, I try talking to this Aaron guy again, and basically announce that I'm going over to check on things. I leave the directions for the Eric guy with Joe, and head out to Omaha.
Lo and behold, I get there and Tony is not only just fine, Aaron was just fucking with me the whole time. And not only was the whole "Tony being held hostage" thing made up, the Eric guy was also Aaron fucking with me. I sooooooo should've seen it. But I didn't because I'm a gullible son of a bitch.
So, after many laughs, we went to Denny's and had yummy breakfast food, hung out for a while, then we all parted ways. It was only around 1:00 by now, and I was still in town, so I went to go see Alex. We'd never actually met in person, and I figured now was as good a time as any. And, well, we ended up talking until 5:00 in the morning. Cool kid. I'm glad I've met him.
Anyway, it was so late that I figured I might as well sleep at home. That way I'd be woken up and be able to drive back to campus and would have no excuse not to go to World Civ. Ha. Ha ha haha. Holy crap, I'm a dork.
So, yeah, that's my eventful evening. I supposed I toned it down quite a bit, but I feel a nap coming on . . .
Eric 10/15/2003 10:47:00 AM
