Yes, it passed.

The collective efforts of the student body involved in MASSPirg helped to pass a 1 billion dollar investment into the state of Massachusetts' public transit system yesterday. Judging from the turn out at our desk on Tuesday, I had been a bit skeptical, but it does in fact seem as though it passed I am pretty excited about this, since it means I'll have an easier time visiting the city by the year's end - if I'm still attending classes here.

Today marks the sixth time in two weeks I've dropped a class and replaced it with another one. Is it really too hard to ask for a decent instructor?

PS: Does Katelyn seriously want to sleep with me? Uncertain, but really - who cares? She does make a fine dinner partner, but her bowling skills are beyond my peer. Make a note not to challenge her again. Six hours until my next class, and I haven't slept at all. Pathetic.

PSS: Most likely that I am not going to party with the "Metal Militia" in New Hampshire tomorrow. What to do this weekend?

I'm so sick of the cold.

Yes, it's true. I only returned for study to this desolate place called the 'scholarship city' a week ago, and I am already on the verge of losing my skin. I am almost certain that it is going to render even the most vital extremities, and that by the end of February I will walk about much like Mr. Freeze. CHILL OUT!

Worse, Red V won't even budge after the recent ice storm. How am I to throw myself into the perils of sex without an automobile to take me to the dorms of Dartmouth? I just don't know. At least this afternoon I was given a slip of paper to call the state representative so that I can bitch and moan until they finally extend the train out here. At which point, I won't really care about below freezing temperatures or stalled cars. That would be nice.



I should watch Star Wars.

Cool. Does this mean I get to go to Stockholm?

Dear Nicholas,

It is always a pleasure to acknowledge excellent academic performance. I am pleased to inform you that you have earned a place on the Dean's List for the Fall 2008 semester.



You have every reason to be proud of yourself and the high level of motivation and achievement you have demonstrated. Both you and the College community can take pride in your performance.


I wish you continued success in your personal and professional life.
Keep up the good work!

Sincerely,

Sara L.
D Garrett,
Vice President of Academic Affairs
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I don't deserve any of this. I actually stopped showing up to half of my classes toward the end of last semester, because I got so fucking bored. I have an awful feeling that the same thing is going to happen again. It never ends, really.

Don't be stupid.

If you had ever wondered why the human race has digressed in the last century, you need not look any further than this image right here. As you can clearly see based off of this jpg, the conservation, preservation, and progression of human development is not at all paramount to - humankind. In fact, we are not much of a concern to ourselves at all. It's no wonder why or how so much filth, suck, dumb, and stupid plague the airwaves on such a constant basis without constraint. We simply aren't concerned.

In other news, I just now received an e-mail from my literature analysis professor with the required materials for tomorrow's class. So now I get to spend an entire night reading some barely interesting short story about necrophilia. Wow. Fun (HA!), but not quite as promising as this most recent news:

Nuke The Cross (11:47:33 PM): It shall be a truly metallic spring.

Nuke The Cross (11:47:38 PM): Destruction in March.

Nuke The Cross (11:47:47 PM): Kreator and Exodus, then the Anvil show in April.

This on top of the Amebix show this week and the Pentagram show in New York next month? Hold please. I think I'm going to masterbate or something.

Now playing: Den Svarta Fenan by Nasum

I love the Powerglove. It's so bad.

Yes, that's right ladies and gentlemen. Following in the footsteps of my peers across the world, I have now returned to the world of frivolous blogging. It should be noted that in this edition of Napalm Waltz, you will find no gossip or sad songs about break ups - so you should probably turn back now, for the drama will be quite lacking.

HOWEVER; if you enjoy adventures into the perilous wilderness that is the realm of eternal awesome, surely you have come here for a good reason - and I will NOT disappoint. After all, with school starting up again, and the tag team of David S. Hooker and Nicholas C. Pendergast back in full swing, the world is surely an oyster waiting to be presented with our unending intrigue. Yes, that's right, new and exciting classes with new and exciting classmates - but let's face it, most of them will probably be lame and entertaining if anything.

Speaking of adventures; did Ridiculous Nicholas and I happen upon TestAmenT's old practice space in Oakland this last weekend? Oh yes, we surely did.

The building is merely a large warehouse on the West End of Oakland. Of course, most of Oakland is really an unhappy place where shootings are as common as peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, and so we were quick to find our way to the place without much hassle from the locals. This place really seemed like a freaking towering fortress ideal for the neighborhood, with several skate thrashers and punkers loitering around the premises smoking cigarettes. The building required a pass code to get through a large ten foot steel loading bay, which led down a hallway to a lift elevator that rose up into the practice rooms. Their room in particular was on the second floor, about ten feet from a studio where some punk band was recording. It was very exciting to be right there where so many important songs were written and recorded. I hope that TestAmenT comes around again soon. Fuck, August seems like so long ago now. In the eternal words of Paul Bostaph: "Does it look like I have a shoulder problem?"

It is now 4:56 AM, and though I wish I could contribute more, I have spent way too much time on the Internet. IE: all fucking night. It's quite sad, considering I have the second book of A Song of Ice and Fire that I should be reading, and two papers I need done for my Newswriting class on Monday. Time to say goodbye?

Not just yet!