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yo yo....well i think i may have lost my wallet...things have definitily been spiraling downwards the past few days and i know what's going to happen...in a couple days it will keep getting worse and then i will stub my toe and absolutely go nuts! so until then...

What up. I feel like crap. Yesterday's massive amount of running back and forth almost killed me... I woke up late and almost missed economics...not that I would have really been sad about that one. Currently the plan to is to read my book for Industry until I pass out. Just a quick update for those of you who just can't get enough Joefi. Which is none of you.

yo yo....i was watching a little bit of Larry King last nite when Ashlee simpson was on. (although ryan seacrest stood in for larry, tho i think he was a good interviewer), anyways, they talked bout the infamous SNL incident and she said of course that the wrong tape was played....but my question is, and i wonder why no one else asked this...why was ANY tape being played in the first place???

What up. Every day is a new experience in waking up my roommate Alex... today I wake up for writing the essay (which sucks really hard, btw), and Alex is playing tag with his snooze button. I get in and out of the shower, shave, get dressed, etc. To the sounds of Q104 before I decide that he needs waking. Plus the building's hot water turns off in about ten minutes for maintainance, so that'd be just cruel. He told me I was "just like his Dad" yelling at him to get up. Funny. Also there is a huge concert on the 26th, thats a Wednesday night, where a large choir will be singing the finale to Beethovens Ninth in german. Let me know if you want to get tickets and I'll tell you how. In the meantime I need a black jacket and a bowtie. And some shiny shoes. So to conclude, I'm tired as hell and the weekend hasn't even started yet, where I'll be more tired and more hell. And its getting cold outside.... wow, just thinking back, this post sucks. Its horrible. God I'm rusty. Don't judge my writing skills on this pile of crap. Ok I need coffee. Oh yeah, I shouldn't write in the morning either. And I know Mark somewhere is now saying "Joefi don't drink coffee, its bad for your teeth!" Well it makes me work better. I'm out.

yo yo.....weird dream last nite....we were playing poker and Bill Clinton came to play with us...it was awesome...also he brought Mark Wahlberg with him....someone said "who's that" and i said "yo man, that's mark wahlberg"

What up. Now I don't want to send anyone into a panic by what they see, but after two months of being at school (roughly) I think its about time that I let the general blog reading population know that I didn't die of
1. Workload
2. Alcohol poisoning
3. Boredom
4. Rat/Roach attack

You see, a whole lot has gone on at school that no one really knows about since I don't ever post. So I'm going to try and change that starting now. Especially since I very well could have been kicked off this blog (again) for not posting in forever. So I'm back and I hope at least one of you missed me. Expect some random updates and maybe even a cookie!

yo yo....after having a convo with smoo's dad last week about tea i've been drinking soo many spots of tea...i like tea.....and i hate bumblebees.....except bumblebee tuna....O Fortuna...go ace ventura!

yo yo...i'm watching a documentary on prison life on HBO and i have a few thoughts....

1. a single jail cell is way nicer than a single room in Albany...its bigger AND has a toilet and sink!
2. 90% of inmates at Rikers Island(thats the prison the documentary takes place) are black or hispanic, and as i watch the race relations my new goal is to just never go to jail...me being a white person wouldnt last 10 minutes
3. no matter how bad things seem they are, at least i'm not in jail
4. if every career opportunity i try fails, i wanna be a hack (corrections officer) and kick the crap outta some inmates

yo yo....its 5:30 am and i just walked through the door. why? lemme take a step back....thursday nite stephen and i drove up to albany and spent the nite there with mark and kevin......the next day we waited for vincent to get to albany from cornell and then left for cape cod....5 large people in a car for 6 hrs=lots of fighting....lots of viscious, disgusting fighting. we stopped at a friendly's which ironically made us all friendlier, until we got back into the car.....having a fishing rod in the car didnt help....
so we get to the house on cape cod and played various poker games all nite and got food supplies for the morning, tried to go to sleep but we all ran around the house freaking ourselves out because cape cod is a very ghouly town....so we didnt go to sleep for a long time...next day was spent fishing at the beach, i ran on the beach and found a cool rock....this brings us to the best part of the trip so far...
WE SAW MRS JOHNSMEYER AT THE CAPE! as we were leaving the beach vincent sees a car on the side of the road and noticed the "Williams " sticker and said "hmm...williams sticker, puffy ha...JOHSMEYER! STOP THE CAR!" and jumped out as mark was rolling to a stop....we all jumped out and swarmed the car and chatted with her and her husband for a bit and that made our day...we went home and discovered scrabble and then went to dinner and played entirely too much scrabble and chinese poker.....
We woke up at dawn the next day to watch the sunrise but due to clouds couldnt actually.....but we then made our way into boston and got sooo completely lost trying to find Boston College that we ended up trying to get to Northeastern with Amanda's help....and there was more viscous fighting, prolly the worst yet during all this getting lost...we eventually (i am skipping over lots and lots of lost and bad directions, and btw Boston's roads rival New Jersey as shittiest)......we found Amanda and all was well and Karen met us and Jofi met us, we went to eat, the boys went to eat then we all went to the concert
Concert was probably the best Jason concert ive seen. This is the first time i actually loved both opening acts.....the first was Carbon Leaf....the second was a man named Raul Midon...he was a blind soulful guitar player and was absolutely amazing...ive never seen anyone use a guitar like he did....the way he could slap the strings with his fist while muting them created a drum kit like sound, and does amazing things with just about every style wrapped into one, and he was just absolutely incredible, Jason even sang a song with him.....he also mouthed a trumpet like sound and harmonized with himself on the guitar, it was amazing....Jason of course was amazing....he played a good mix of new and old.....started playing wonderwall in the middle of a song, Plane and Geek in the encore, great show all around....we were so pumped up after it we decided to go home straight from there.....we drove from boston to albany, then me and steve drove from albany to home, and thats why its 5:30 am! but great weekend!

p.s. Red Sox suck

yo yo....this is a convo i just had with vincent in reference to possibility of Derek Jeter moving to Stony Point and stalking...

Vas72985: oh man, now I hope he moves in
Vas72985: I mean, I don't particularly have interest in him in particular, just any famous person would do
Vas72985: I could use a legitimate person to stalk...instead of random people that sit near me in class that day
MANCUBUSS: is it like a game
MANCUBUSS: u try to find that person on facebook
Vas72985: well, I look at the people sitting near me and I think "hmm, I wonder what HIS deal is"
Vas72985: so I look to see who he is and find out all of his personal info
Vas72985: and check his away messages until the next day when I pick a new person

in other news, leaving for albany/cape cod/boston tonite....be back never again!

Hey there. Just sharing something funny that happened when i was at CHILE'S with my parents and scott.
Mom: (to my dad) "Do you need a napkin?"
Dad: "No. I just drool a little bit sometimes."

I was dying. It was soo funny

yo yo....i had a really weird/sad dream last nite. I dont remember how but i got close to Jennifer Love Hewitt (who i love in real life). Again, i dont know how or why but she actually liked me. We got really close and became "together and then she gave me this contract...that stated we could have sex 24 times and it showed how much i had to pay her...i then realzied the relationship wasn't real and i cried and told her to get away from me... it was a really weird dream