Category: 2001-2005

So as it turns out, the Superbowl was last night. I, for some reason or another, neglected to watch. Well, I have a couple of reasons for not watching, but I doubt that they are really worth anything to anyone. For starters, I am not a big fan of professional football. To me, they are a bunch of egomaniacs, all waiting for their sneaker and cereal deals, not really playing because they love them game. They are all overpaid; playing a child’s sport for a living. The second reason I don’t like the Superbowl is because I don’t really understand the whole game itself, but anyhow, I digress. I need to get a job this week, so if any of you kids have any ideas, email me. SNOOGANS.

So I was in Waffle House yesterday. I totally had a hankering for Raisin Bran. That or Golden Grahams, Reese’s Puffs, or Frosted Flakes. Well, anyway, they didn’t have any fresh cereal. Needless to say, I got a waffle instead. Then, I got to thinking- I like waffles; I like cereal. Why not meld the two things together? Then, I realized that Post did such a thing, and although I can’t possibly know from first-hand experience, it tasted very similar to butt.

Ahhh, the bliss of writing daily a little blurb of relatively trivial importance. Let’s see, where can I begin? Oh yeah, so I have a new roommate; no more Noyle. This guy, Pete, is pretty hip I guess. If you like that really big black guy thing. He’s 6’5″, and he has a mean streak a mile long. He has already come up with a new nickname for me: Little Bitch of White Kid. It’s alright, I suppose, if you like seemingly racist monikers.