So, I thought things were looking good for me to do an internship this summer with National Lampoon, out in LA, but now I am not getting responses to my emails. Additionally, I have about 12,000 other non-school-related sources of stress bothering me. I have to deal with it somehow, and alcohol is only a temporary solution.

What I need is something so childish and stupid that I will kill all of the brain cells that are currently causing trouble for me. Perhaps a concoction of all of the most potent chemicals (Absinthe, Heroin, Aunt Jemima, and of course, Tim Horton's coffee) will allow me to accomplish this feat, but that alone might not be enough.

I need to do something stupid, not just drink something stupid, and so, I might have to propose to my collegiate brethren and sistren (mostly the ladies), that a sporting event unlike any other be held... thats right, co-ed nude KY-jelly slip and slide...

I can imagine it now, it would almost be as good as if I didn't try way too hard to be funny and fail miserably at it. As what seems to have occurred tonight. So on that note. I think I'll hit the sack -- maybe if I hit it hard enough, it will kill some of those brain cells I've been complaining about.

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