oh heather stop sticking pussywillows up your flaring nostrils!

I am just sick and tired of this world today...especially this iMmoral country. People allowed to freely walk around sporting mullets (busiNess in the frOnt, sick ass rat's Tail in the back), punting chihuahuAs...poor little things, people wetting themselves over blogs, what is happening to our beautiful U.S. of A. Maybe I should move to South America, although I Don't think they would appReciate my sorry white butt in a BrAzilian thong...and Man you can't live in a LAtin country without wearing a sQUeeky brazilian thong. PErhaps I will move to Asia, hopEfully I won't catch that pesky SARS. I don't know, but I've got to get out of this place...MORALS IN AMERICA ARE GONE!

Did I do it for the car or for the man???

so i entered this contest.... all i had to do was come up with the most creative way to show that i support my country... so i came up with the way to do that.... with the american flag in one hand and a beer in the other i boldly procalimed my patriotism to the world... shouting out boohai.... and handing out krispy treats for kerry... and i won... and what a winner i was.... i had my choice... go on a date with usher... in which i could spend the night with him and boldly proclaim on my blog... "ushers abs are like a washboard"... or i could choose a honda odessy... oh the pain of choosing between two little slices of heavan on earth... which one did i want to ride?? i looked at the second place winner... the person who was to recieve the prize that i opted to leave in return for the what i presumed to be the better prize... as i walked up to usher we made eye contact and he winked at me... i looked at donna and realized that she needed the night with usher more thatn i did... with her wiry hair... ovesized glasses... and spandex pants with the stirrups... i realized that letting her recieve the prize of usher would change her life forever and let her finally proclaim... "donna is ok with who she is and you should be too"... and i am.... so i chose the car... and i now firmly believe... honda odessys rule!!

Meshugene Matzah Ball Soup!

Ahhhh the sweet, sensual, sexy sound of rain. Makes me think of the first time I was so intoxicated, passed out lying in the rain, the Adventure Inn to my left, periwinkle water lillies to my right. Carmen Elektra is one hot momma. Anyone who says otherwise is wiggity wiggity wack. I'd like to see her rap with Madonna and Britney Spears. One hot equation: Madonna + Britney = French Kiss. Ooh La La.Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir? 2 live Jews informed me that there is a Mah Jhong tournament this week. The one left standing gets a life time supply of knish and some manashevitz. Maseltov!

migtymigtymity mack

So I thought I'd start my blog out with a rap. Ready! In the tune of Gangster's Paradise sung by vanilla ice featuring nelly; I'm doing pilates in a room full of hotties, migtymigtymigtymack welcome back to the smack, lets get a shack jack. Thank you. So sorry that I am being so silly but I've had a couple drinks of jack daniels and Mr. Pibb. Holly crap, the stuffed monkey just turned into paris hilton's pet cihuhua tinkerbell. sorry that i'm not capitalizing proper nouns and the start of sentances but sara's shift key is broken. freakin raining again in reno. i think i can go fly fishing off of the cazebo. Is that how you spell cazebo? thats migtymigtymigtymack wack. ha i used it twice.

My NOSTRILS have been going none stop!

Yep that’s right…ever since our illegitiMate night of fun began, they just haven’t stopped flaring. Yeah, unfortunately when I laugh my nostrils go uncontrollably, to the point whEre I have to pinch my nose so that they stop. It’s really quite annoying if you must know, but my roommates get a kick out of it, so as long as they’re entertaineD I’m happy! “Every time a nostril flares a star falls from the sky.” Although not true, that would be amazing if a celestIal fallout occurred because of my involuntary nose spasms. MOving along…wood paneling does not make good kabob skewers, in Case you were wondering. Not that I’ve tried or anything, I just don’t think it would woRk very well, but if you’d like to prove me wrong, go for it and be surE to have FUN!

I think that this game has gone too far!!

Why the hell are you saying oh my gosh cameron (says Terry as they fight about the computer)...just eat a conch frite and everything will be alright. You know what my favorite thing was about Kenny Rogers Roasters besides the garlic roasted potatoes and the mac and cheese and the corn bread with the little chunks of corn in it...thats right the sporks that you eat it all up with . But now I have a negative connotation about sporks because they thought I had a parasite and the doctors made me spork my...yeah you get the picture...I'm not gonna go as far as sara because I'm not a squiggle like she is. Anyway I am pretty thirsty and I really wish we had some lime in the coke you nut but instead I will settle for some spiked orenjijusu! peace out girl and boy scouts!

And you thought the DC made you have to crap...

and it does... make you have to crap... however the golden arches are really what took my flatulance to a whole new level... i mean its not like i have never had this problem before.... but this time everthing took a turn for the worst... it was so bad in fact... that I had to take my swiffer wet jet to the mess... now i wont go into too much detail... but when the rest of my roommates saw what had happened they began to relive their days of proclamation "I'm a Howard Deaniac!"... and let out a yelp.. all of them... one at a time... like a little yelping choir... wearing an eighties dress plus pants... rubbing their asses on peoples laps... all while typing up their blog... about crap... yeah this really is a shitty blog... haha... shit

Emptying spit valves is hot!

Nothing like basking off the coast of the French Riviera in a bright yellow man thong or just a sock puppet and a smile. John Edwards lights my you know what and beckons me to empty the spit valve of my trombone. Speaking of trombones.... a man I know plays the trombone... Some people I know would enjoy making him a breakfast burrito in the wee hours of morning after a night of getting down to the smooth, seductive sounds of Melanie C. In case you didn't know, Madonna's got some dope rhymes that are off the hizook.

Just say no to Petroleum jelly

Hi it's Cameron and I hacked into the College Terrace blog. Damn you mean this is college drive. First of all let me put an end to the debate on hot politicians. John Kerry's running mate is by far the hottest. Just give me a sock puppet that looks like Mr. Edwards and I am one happy man. Heather I can not believe you. Robert Diero sucks and so does that dumb movie Cape Fear. Neither of them are really that scary. You know what is scary though. Our current republican president has the IQ of about a furby. Spreading oily substances on keyboards is just weird man, Ay caramba. Lotions are the way to go. But maybe you should procreate first and kick to the curb last.

My Response: WHY NOT?!?

Boom boom blog style...sign me up right NOW! It doesn't matter if it's with Al Gore, Ernie the exterminator, or whoever knows how to press those keys just right...I feel a revolution of literary proportions is about to happen!! Now consider this senario: You and that freaky man from Cape Fear, what's his name? oh yeah, Robert DeNiro...say you and he are getting all hot and bothered by some new controversy and decide to continue to blog your problems away. What a good idea. But what if the keys stick you may ask? Why just smear on some of that good ol' petroleum jelly on them...that'll do the trick quite nicely. And if he has no desire to help with this process, then that just means...He's just not that into you, and you need to kick is butt to the curb and find someone new to procreate with.

Whats a Snuggly Buggly Boo, Bitch?

A rebuttal: Why on earth would you procreate with Al Gore? I wouldn't Freakin pick John Kerry either (but JOhnny, I did vote for ya baby!!). If I were going to procreate with an elected official it would be with Martin Sheen!! But then I would have to woRry about Stockard Channing on my butt!! That would be a mountain of a problEm. She did play Rizzo ya know and the pink ladieS were one tough gang. I really don't even know if Martin Sheen would want to blog with me anyway...maybe if I put on my hot pinK ruffle and do a little dance he'll want me. Oh well, I want more than just one night of procreatioN, I want a snuggly buggly boo, bitch!

Al Gore took me on a date!!!

But I only went because I thought he was some rich internet inventing guy... he probably just told me that to get me in the sack... but being the red blooded American that I am put my 2nd Amendment rights into practice and wore a tank top... hell yeah NRA!!! So now I'm blogging about my experience... and kind of wishing I had given it up to John Kerry instead... but unfotunately as Gore rode bye on the float during the ignaguration and I waved vigorusly towards senor Gore... he could not resist my underarm flapping in the wind.. and took me to the rotating buffet horn and horn for a fine dining experience... well I am sure you could all guess how my night ended... yes we did it... and by it I mean... we pro created.... yes... Al Gore and I creatd our own... blog.. and it was beautiful... the two ideas becoming one.... great minds thinking alike... and let me tell you I will never be the same...

Three Cheers.....

3 cheers for Cameron & Terry from Amsterdam!

Vip Vip Vooray!Vip Vip Vooray! Vip Vip Vooray!

Way to go you Crazy Kids!

how does this work again???

man it has been sooo long... but here i am.... sara herr... live and in person... so what to talk about?? how about the fact that i am supposedly down in the dungeon working on hoework right now but can not bring myself to do any of it?? only three real school days left and i feel like i am not going to make it... but i am sure i will... i wonder if i will have hit the point of being too old to carry on with my blogging once i am officially a college graduate... i hope not... well now that i have officially been reprimanded for my procrastination i will get off the blog and get on the homework bandwagon... insert witty comment here

Because everyone else is....

...so i decided to do it too!! But thinking of questions is WAY hard, I really wouldn't have done it if I had known it would consume so much of my time. I think our entire house should make up these quizzes and then see how well we know each other! It would definitely solidify our friendships even more than they already are!! So you all can try mine, and then create your own! Doesn't that sound like so much fun...we'll all sit in the living room together and think up questions tonight at 10:30...it'll be great fun so be there or get out!!!

Take it...please :D
http://www.quizyourfriends.com/yourquiz.php?quizname=050426163147-845552

dun dun da dun...dun dun da dun...

TERRY & CAMERON ARE ENGAGED!! WOO HOO...it happened in a park...they have so many amazing park stories!!

What to do when you´re stranded in Spain

HOOOLLAA everyone from Malaga, Spain. Just have a slight 7 hours to kill before I hop on a 13 hour overnight train to Barcelona. After having already taken an overnight train to Madrid, where my lovely purse was stolen. How was Connections, for all 2 of you that went? And California for Sara? Vegas for Jamie? And I´m not sure where those 2 crazy kids I like to call Chrissie and Terry went, but how was your time, wherever you went, which was not at Connections? How about graduation coming up you lucky lucky people? Yea for Graduation!!!!! How´s the ol´house-a-roonie? Terry, are you engaged yet? I just read on yahoo that they´re trying to promote DDR as exercise for obese kids now. and Chris Shelton´s on the Apprentice. And the Pope died, I was personally drunk in a Madrid hostel when I found out, so I took it pretty hard. Hope everyone is dealing with that ok. Give a shout out to all my homies, you lovely lovely ladies, and I will tell Spain Jamie and Terry said hi. Where did you guys study? Wish I would´ve chosen Spain over France. The French are not so nice and the Spanish are CRAZY. YEA FOR SPAIN! Keep on keepin´ on and play frisbee on the quad lawn for me and I´ll watch you on the internet.