it's me, scott. i bet you sound just like a porno movie, baby.

last night i went to "the mall" because i wanted some intellectual reading material and my local barnes and noble did not have the new issue of "maxim", and as i was walking through sears, i heard sugar ray playing on the loudspeaker. this reminded me of an exciting event last weekend that i forgot to tell you about! i was walking on state street with josh after the art show, and we were going to tuttopasta, and we passed some weirdo guys who were sitting in front of a hat store (which is, i assume, where all the roughnecks and punks and whatnot hang out-- in front of hat stores!), and one of them yelled out "hey sugar ray!!" and then he turned to his friend and said "that guy looks just like sugar ray!"

well, i was a bid confused, because neither josh or i look like sugar ray. josh has short reddish-brown hair, which is one of the first clues that he is not sugar ray. i, on the other hand, have short messy blond hair. however, it is not styled in a sugar ray-kind of way. also, if you are ever bored on the world wide web, you can compare pictures of dawson and sugar ray. see how different they look from eachother?? well now, just imagine me! i look nothing like EITHER of them! guys who sit in front of hat shops are dumb.

while i was at said "mall", i went to taco bell (i don't really care for taco bell, and certainly wouldn't ever go there by choice, if it weren't for my coworker "scott" and his high recommendations of their "chalupa" tacos). so i bought a "chicken chalupa" (with no onions, because onions are gross), and it was actually pretty good! i may even go back to taco bell today to get another one, because they are so cheap and actually tasty!

you know what's a really really stupid word? "chalupa". it doesn't even sound spanish. stupid fucking taco bell.

today is jeanie's birthday here at work (or, i suppose it's actually her birthday everywhere today, but who's counting?) so i chipped in money to buy her a PIE. mmm mmm mmm!! i hope she shares it with her coworkers so i can gets me some pie.

also, i am going to a bar tonight after class for a party of hers. hooray for alcohol! and after i drink alcohol i will not:

a) puke.

b) cry.

unlike some people that i know, but will not mention by name.

yesterday i got e-mail from this girl "jill" who is really cute and i kind of like. i think she sent me e-mail because she wants to sleep with me.

i can hear pete arguing with megan right now. i think they might get into a big fistfight or possibly start wrestling! hold on, i am going to wheel over there in my chair and see real quick.

nope. no wrestling. darn.

to be a good writer, you should use transitional statements in your stories. i am going to talk about coke now.

coke is much better than pepsi. pepsi sucks in comparison to the wonders of coca cola. and i don't even like cola!!

love,

scott.