December 8, 2005: 9:29 AM
Winter is finally here…four days after we had 80 degree weather. Texas is so weird. Like, Katie weird.
So last night at midnight I turn on my TV in hopes of watching the Daily Show and Colbert Report, only to find white noise. No, not the Oscar-worthy Michael Keaton movie, just a screen full of static. After putting my fist through the television screen and declaring God to be unjust, I asked myself, “how did I get here?” Yesterday it started out pretty chilly, around 45 degrees. By noon it had dropped to below freezing, and the call was made at 2:00 to cancel classes and shut down the school. After that it was like watching a Friendswood High School lunch period. The news spread faster than Leahanne’s Chlamydia. There was a frenzy as people rushed to get back home, fearing certain death if they didn’t do so. Katie and I didn’t really care, so we went and got some Wendy’s first. I mean, come on, it’s just a little freeze, people. You know that anyone from the northeast is looking at us and laughing.
Anyway, we (Katie and I) headed back to my apartment so we could study for our philosophy test. Instead of doing that, however, I spent three hours goofing off, playing videogames and watching TV. Me and Joanna’s 40 degree rule…I was not obligated to do any work yesterday. After a brief hour of studying, I decided to go have some fun. We decided that it was too dangerous to drive, so Katie was forced to stay at my apartment and study. The only thing that made me happier than school getting cancelled was seeing the frustration on her face every time her computer would unexpectedly shut off. As she studied, Jose and I went outside to examine our cars. Being the idiot that I am, I ran down the first flight of stairs only to realize that the ledge had a layer of ice across it. Twenty seconds, and one bruised ass later, we got to the bottom. My car was, and still is, covered in a quarter inch of ice, all the way around.
So Jose and I get bored and decide to go take some pictures. We bring our homemade ice pick and enough maturity to fill a marble. A tiny marble. After writing our names on my car, we go write on Jose’s friend Allison’s car. We draw penises, smiley faces and write our names everywhere…then realize that it’s the wrong car. That pretty much put an end to our fun with the ice pick. We made some rice and I went to bed, thinking I would have to get up in six hours to go take my ethics test. Katie and I get up, walk to the bus stop (my car is too iced over to drive it to the front of the complex) and stand there looking at the bus, parked one stop away. After ten minutes of freezing to death, wondering why the bus was taunting us, someone finally comes up and tells us that school has been cancelled….again. I should be happy right? No! Now I have to come back on Tuesday just to take my ethics final. Damn you, cold weather.
It’s okay, though, because tonight (assuming the f-ing cold doesn’t cause it to be cancelled) I get to see King Kong!!!! If it gets cancelled there’s a good chance that I’ll cry. Assuming it’s a go, I’ll be spending about two hours outside in the freezing cold (literally) for Kong. A small price to pay for the glory of seeing it early, and the week-long bragging rights that will follow. I’ll make sure to post a quick review of the movie on here, focusing less on the movie and more on how awesome I am for seeing it before you. Since I know Brandon is the only one who even remotely cares, I’ll make sure to be especially boastful towards him.
Today’s underrated thing is a show. A very funny show called NewsRadio. NewsRadio examined the lives of a bunch of professionals who worked at a radio station and the madness that ensued. The supporting cast was great. Phil Hartman was amazing. I used to watch the show every night in junior high on the WB, along with reruns of crappy 90s sitcoms like Friends and Seinfeld. Compared to that filth it’s hard to see why NewsRadio was never able to stand out as one of the best sitcoms of the 90s. I mean, come on, a show about nothing? Who would watch that crap (numerous times, and then buy the DVDs)?
That’s it for here. It’s cold and I’m tired and hungry. Sleep wins out.