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At four o'clock in the morning today, I awoke to the sound of my dorm room door slamming and the distinct taste of corn meal in my mouth. I turned on the light and, much to my dismay, found that it was everywhere else as well. "Good prank," I thought. "Pretty em-effing funny. Now I'm going across the hall to slap Noah or Bow, or whoever it is that's responsible for these shenanigans."

Nope. Turns out that the people who snuck into my room at four o'clock in the morning to throw corn meal in my face and, subsequently, all over the damned place don't even know me. At all.

But now it's on. They didn't even want to fuck with me while I was sleeping, because now their final three weeks here at Grinnell are going to be indescribable. Corn meal is just the tip of the iceberg; now Bow and Noah, who also got nailed, will join me in plotting revenge. And it is going to be sweet.

Peace.
-Todd

I saw Dirt Bike Annie last night, woke up this morning and wanted to listen to nothing but aggressive, quasi-melodic post-punk music. The problem is, all I have in that vein is... I don't even have anything in that vein. I've listened to Charm City by The Selby Tigers twice and Get A Hustle by Grotto once and a half, but am now left wishing that I'd just picked up a copy of Show Us Your Demons last night and spared myself the almost-but-not-quite-isms I'm getting from all of this stuff that just barely misses the mark. I guess I'll try The Yeah Yeah Yeahs. They're pretty close.

Peace.
-Todd

Yesterday I received a letter (well, two actually) from Macalester College saying that I'd been admitted there as a transfer student for the Fall semester of 2004. The thing is, though, that I never applied to Macalester College as a transfer student for the Fall semester of 2004. And yet, somehow... "Dear Todd: Congratulations on your admission to Macalester!" So I opened the second letter; it was, essentially, a retraction of the first, saying that they had made a mistake, and that I hadn't actually been admitted there as a transfer student for the Fall semester of 2004.

I got a speeding ticket, one week and two days ago, in Marshalltown for 60 in a 55. It being near midnight, I hadn't passed another car on the road for something like 45 minutes, and I was halfway between signs reading 55 and 65, but I was going much, much (much) faster than that for the better part of the trip, so it could have been a lot worse. And my parents are paying the $36. Because I'm spoiled. So there.

Peace.
-Todd