I'm SO over it...

School...what is the point? I mean, yea it's great to get an education and all that bla bla bla talk they tell you but honestly, I'm over it. I'm so over stressing about tests and papers and giving up perfectly great opportunities to dip my toes into the florida nightlife. Why sacrifice a night of liquor sampling, sloppy flirting and uncontrollable laughter for a night in the library pretending to do work but really just taking numerous phonecall breaks and talking to anyone that walks by? I mean, yes it can be fun to sit in the library pretending to be studious but who are you really kidding? And on top of all that... are you really going to remember the massive amount of excitement and mayhem that comes with pulling an all nighter of studying? I mean, REALLY? I'd much rather float around from bar to frat to house to keg to keg to keg to beirut table to frat to bar to bar to steak n shake to lake to pool to keg to bar and then home when the sun finally comes up than do homework. It might not technically be more memorable but hey.... you did uphold the right to being a college kid.

So here's to senior year, folks. DOn't spend a second of it in the library because hey, time's running out!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sping Break Follow-Up!

It's a little wild and little strange... when you make your home right on the range!

Greetings blogstalkers! Sorry for the delay in posts, but Christina and I have been on vacation in Yucca, Arizona for the past week. I know - off the bat you think, Yucca? Arizona? Spring break? College girls? For obvious reasons these things do not match up... but then you have to remember that Christina and I are not your average college spring breakers. No, we are much more nonconventional - taking vacations that actually constitute as a vacation BREAK. Therefore, low strees levels, small crowds, with a steady supply of alcohol among other things.. If any of you are familar with the Nickelodeon series of the early 90's "Hey Dude", thats pretty much where we were for a week - minus the annoying Mr. Ernest and his dipshit of a son Buddy. Our days consisted of many hours of western horseback riding, great heart-attack food prepared by the ranch, harrassing farm animals, boozing and spending time in the jacuzzi looking out over the Mohave desert. All in all, an unbelievable and unforgettable vacation.

Highlights

Some highlights of our trip include visiting an old mining ghost town in the middle of the mountains called Oatman. It was named after a family that was butchered by Indians over a hundred years ago - I thought this fact was very intriguing. One of the survivors of the massacre had her face tatooed by the indians with cactus prickers. I found this quite amusing. Ha. Anyways, Christina and I purchased guns in Oatman and spent our time pointing them at the numerous wild burros that were walking around in the streets. Another highlight of our trip was spending one night in Vegas (in the pyramid! Luxor!) spending tons of money, meeting two hot young dentists that bought us drinks Alllll night, and me being too sick to walk the morning after. At the ranch we became good buds with the wranglers, so they let us ride whatver horses we wanted - even those not available to guests because they were too "wild". Yeah right, Mancito was a pussy-cat.