Dec. 2-10

This being the end of the semester....well....that explains the discrepancy......'nuff said.

December 1st

Here I sit. It is 2:15 in the morning. My recolection is dim, bear with me.
Bill's wound is healing, although he complains occasionally of foot pains, especially when being tickled.
Nudity was once again thwarted.
The Spirit of Procrastination has been vanquished by Grim Reality - in other words, an American Thought research paper is due tomorrow, and even at this late, or early, hour, the hall is a buzz with a few of the last followers of the Spirit of Procrastination.
Bill recieved an ancient relic from Tad. A sick, but usable 486-66. Bob's monitor and mouse were also resurrected.
Bob beat Josh 35-12 at NFL Football '94.
In the spirit of the season, Bill and Bob adorned thier room with Christmas lights. Salem is experiencing occasional brownouts - especially when the microwave is turned on. When asked about this, Bill had this to say, "Don't worry, we just picked up another powerstrip."
Bill pauses at level 5, deciding Professor Monkey for a Brain can wait until tomorrow, it is now 2:34 am.
Day #11 of the ungammable computer. A militia is being formed while the fate of gammability rests soley on Bill, who soothed the natives with a Sega avoiding what surely could have been an ugly situation.
The Sega was on from 7pm until 2:40am. Bob learned how to throw and catch a football -"It's the A key!!"
Ikybod was successful again.