Ben Livingston is a God

Entry #1
Sunday, May 12, 2002

Thanks to Ben, my journals will now be archived.

I haven't eaten red meat in so long that I can feel the protein shooting through my stomach walls from today's Hormel Chili and nacho dinner.

My arms shrunk. I'm starving, surviving on the mythical bagel and grape diet. This means that basically I have weened myself off of food to the point where I now only require two small meals a day. A bagel in the afternoon, a can of something at night. Or a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Maybe the feeling of protein shooting through the walls of my stomach is simply hunger.

I just wish my belly would shrink, its gotten out of hand lately.

I spent quite a bit of time studying for Monday's art history exam today. I packed up my books and smokes and I camped out at one of the many green plastic patio tables in front of the SCC, soaking in some rays and allowing myself to become absorbed in the four-iwan plan of the Congregational Mosque of Isfahan. After about 2 - 3 hours, I got bored (ahem... ran out of cigarettes) and went up to the room, where I continued my studying endeavors on the top bunk. Sam came in from a random excusion to the mall, bearing a gift... a shiny new dollar store squirt gun for me, and one for her! She also got a beach ball. I got bored studying, so we decided to take a study break and play beach ball volleyball. However, no one was to be found. We were befuddled as to their whereabouts, until we looked at the time and realized they were all at dinner. We waited for a bit (waiting = filling and then emptying our squirt guns in each others faces, and in Sam's case, all over my chest) and then got a group together and treked over to Maura Lawn. Erin videotaped us... Val and I on one team, and Sam and Meg on the other. It was pitiful. Pitiful and wonderful. We layed our keycards and lighters out in a line to serve as a net-type divider. After we played, we went to Brescia living room and watched our antics.

I hate "Trading Spaces". I got sucked into it and missed the first ten minutes of SNL. Bastards!!!

Tomorrow I must do more studying, draw George Dubya's face... and write some more of my final paper for art history. ARGH! GODDAMN PAPER! I must also remember to call my mother and wish her a Happy Mother's Day :)

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