kinda thirsty

This is roughly the fourth time this month I've started a blog. Strangely enough, nothing has been posted by in exactly 30 days.

I'm not quite sure why that is, there hasn't been a lack of interesting things to write about, though I still have plenty of free time to write.

Maybe it has something to do with the fact that one of the first things I do when I make new friends (in real life) is to add them to my friends list (on facebook). Reading some of my previous posts, I think to myself that if some awkward red faced blonde kid that I barely know requested me on facebook, and one of the first things of his that I see is some oddly titled blog with extremely questionable content, I might just do everything in my power to distance myself from said blondie.

So what brings the sudden ability to actually go through with a post? probably the fact that people here are comfortable with me to the point that they won't consider me an absolute weirdo for scribing many of my thoughts onto the internet, or that I've become comfortable enough with them to not really give a fuck if they think I'm weird.

Either way I've kinda missed bloggin.



There's been some cool stuff going on here so far.

Last weekend for example, me and a couple of manly men from 4th North (the 4th floor of Stephenson North) made the 40 minute trip to the Snake river to jump off some cliffs for a bit.




Pictured is Cody, mid jump, roughly 30 feet from the water.

I kinda wanna go back when the temperature is closer to freezing, but I have a feeling that people dumb enough to do so with me will be harder to come by in Pullman than they were in Richland. Maybe I'll have to get my stupidity out during Thanksgiving or winter break by jumping into the Columbia or something, because at least I know that I have a companion (or 6) dumb enough to do so with me.

Speaking of dumb, wanna hear a fun fact?

I've been in Pullman for aboot a month and a half, and I can still say I've never been drunk.

Whether that makes me a douche or awesome is pretty much up to you.

That's not to say that I don't love walking down Greek Row on a Friday or Saturday night with a couple of friends, more often than not being accosted by an underage male who has had about twelve too many.

Oddly enough, I've managed to do alright in my classes so far. My first major exams were in psychology, music, and math. I somehow managed an 84, 89, and 111.5 respectively.

Rex and I have been getting along fine, and our room is by far the cleanest on our floor, which is probably kind of a shocker to anyone who has seen my room at home.

So, except for the fact that I just realized my laundry was done over an hour ago, I think I have things under control for the most part.

I think.

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