Farrarian Tales

We the People of Farrar Hall at Western Baptist College write this journal and log so that in the future, not only will we remember, but also that the outside world will know just exactly how insane we are.

Saturday, July 01, 2006

Dec. 10th Friday

Bill for the past two nights was on Sabbatical to a far away land. Well, he was in PVG doing a maze, then mice in a maze and sometime Friday morning - estimates say 3 to 4 am, Bill became He-Man, god incarnate. Well, maybe just the master of his own universe.
Today was the last regular class day of the millennium, including our last Bible Lit. class. There was wailing and gnashing of teeth, and three attendance sheets somehow were made.
A few days ago Bob beat Steven 106 to 41 at NFL Football '94.
Cromer's section went bowling last night instead of doing homework. After 4 games the alley closed and we were forced back to the dorm.
The hall was dead tonight.
Bill pushed and popped his matrices.
There is an air of excitement and anticipation in the hall, for we are going to Mt. Hood tomorrow.
Amazingly, Bob and Bill will be going to sleep and waking up at the same time and we will sleep until we are rested.
Bob left the dorm at around 7:00pm. Wallenchuck and Mudge were staring at Wallenchuck's computer. Now at 1:19 am they are in the same position playing the same game.
Can anyone say addiction?

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