Blog CPR

Wow it has been awhile since someone last posted on this blog, I feel like I need to do some CPR on the blog before it dies for good. I was hoping one of my fellow bloggers was going to feel the urge to write, but since not, I will carry the blogging "torch" alone for awhile. (Note: I referred to it as a "blogging torch" because I think it makes me seems distinguished and heroic).

Before I go too far, I have a quick aside...I just now changed clothes in my bedroom, and unbeknownst to me, one of my roommates opened our blinds.  So, whoever walked outside my window and saw me standing, bare-ass naked, I hope you enjoyed it; and if you are an attractive girl, you know where i live, stop by!

Now, back to my original theme: the length between posts.  One possible explanation is that no one has anything interesting to say, but if you have been reading this blog you know that is just not true, we are all hilarious.  The second possibility is that we are all lazy, while this is possible I do not believe it is the main reason.  Finally, the reason I believe posts have been lacking....(drumroll) it is ninth week at our college.  For those of you who attend normal, four year, universities you are probably scratching your head right now saying "ninth week!? what the hell does that mean?"  But for the rare few of you out that that attend a university on trimesters you are probably saying to yourself "Why the hell are you blogging and not in the library studying, writing a paper, or just generally freaking out!?"

I have begun to notice that around this campus people tend to overreact/freak out during the last two weeks of school.  It is as if their entire lives rest on them dominating their finals, and anything less than 15 hours in the library daily means their entire life is ruined (sadly, I am not exaggerating).  And while I admire the studious nature of these kids, they also make me scratch my head.  I have managed to make it through college without the normal end of term "freak-out" and am managing to do fairly well; so to all you trimester students out there reading this now, heed my advice: relax, take a deep breath and pound some beers (at least 12), you only live once.  That leads me nicely into my next topic...Beer Drinking.

Recently, my baseball coach decided that my team was comprised of too many fat kids; therefore, in order to lose some lbs. and gain some "velo" on our fastball, drinking beer is no longer allowed. Couple that with the fact that some of us recently decided to grow mustaches, and picking up the ladies has been a difficult task.  Without alcohol, girls who are normally 8's remain 6's and 5's, and me with a mustache drops from a 10 to a 9 (or realistically a 6....it is REALLY gross).  So once again, girl that walked by the window and saw my junk...call me.

Well I hope this blog served as the compressions to this blogs chest (I was a lifeguard, I know CPR terms) and that it will continue to thrive and gain followers.  So here is my YouTube video...instead of a random video, I decided to go with a classic, Enjoy!