Hey - Up in my attic we found a list of US presidents up to the year 2044. I'll just let you in on some of the more interesting names:

2006 - Don Balfour (currently a Georgian senator)
2015 - Franklin T. Rea (I think I've heard that name?)
2024 - Jack Helado (first hispanic president)
2031 - Zacharia Hoburg (coolest name so far)
2044 - Joey D. Gebus (dies in office within 3 days)

Anyway...
I couldn't find any more pointy broccoli patties to put sugar and pepperoni on, but we had plenty of Belgian rectangular wordcheese and large cheese slabs, not to mention pointy cheese and extremely pointy cheese. Mmmm. Ultimate pizza: 1 pizza crust, 1 small pepperoni, 1 very very large pepperoni, 1 soilant green chunk, 2 slabs of cheese, 1 snowball. Boil at a temperature of 350 degrees Centigrade and 'slip' under the door. Salt sparingly; eat carefully.

Well there was a food fight to day, some freshman girls started swearing at some sophmore girls and then it got physical...Some freshman guys who had extremely bad aim opened fire with jello. Now I ask you, JELLO? Who throws jello? if your gonna throw something you might as well make it worth it and throw compound 13. Note: Guyotte intervened, taking 3 people to the office. Guyotte was on the move. Guyotte could take on the world..in terms of math ability.

Lunch was altogether disgusting, the salad tasted like bark, and the jello was very rough. The pizza had its own zip code, the milk was acrid and brown, but they usually only have water. Fudge rounds are good, but they coat the inside of your stomach with a slimy chocolate mucus. In fact, they have been incorporated in ulcer treatment.

Note to self: it is now 1 pm. At 2 pm, I have to be at the end of my road with my black overcoat in order to meet Robbie and smuggle him into my house.

Many of you have asked what "bo shuda" means. I will address this at a later date.

We got assigned a 10 page paper in Economics. I plan to rant about fascism for 10 pages. In fact, there is so much fascism at school - you wouldn't believe it...The assistant principal accusing me (of all people) of stealing a box of fudge rounds! I don't deserve this sick kind of treatment! Maybe I better leave the real fascism ranting up to Logan, or erik, except wait...he doesn't write anything. He has no arms...

We sat in Biology laughing at some stick figures engaged in illicit acts that Bouchet had drawn on his book cover.

BTW, If you need chocolate bars (At a buck a bar) email me, and I'll hook you up. I can get close to 2000 bars, leave me a message.

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