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, September 23, 2006

1/26/00

Today was camp day at Western Baptist.
Therefore, over the usual 1/3 pf the students knew the songs in chapel.
Bill, being unable to exit his bed properly because of the canyon of stuff piling up, decides to clean.
Bill won 10 bucks at lunch.
Bob has now won the firat two races and got third in another on the Galactic Pod Racing Circuit.
Bill drank a liter of Pepsi before going to bed, and complained about the inability to go wee in the room.
Navajo shaved his head.
Mudge locked his keys in his car again - this time at Dunkin' Doughnuts.
His quote, "I shudda kept goin' to youth group."

Sunday, September 03, 2006

1/25/00

Bill napped because of greesey poop instead of going to Missiology.
Later that night he got 10th on a Pod Race level, "that was really hard."
Bob was unable to finish his race because he had to stop in the middle of it to answer a phone call.
The Messianic computer still doesn't run AOK.
The popular consensus is that AOK is satanic in nature.
Bill waited on hold for 20 minutes to clear up a misunderstanding about credit cards and guitar picks.
The contents of a 2 liter of Pepsi was consumed.
The sound configurations were changed and ICQ was loaded.
Bob fell to the darkside for a time tonight. He was using Internet Explorer. Bill led him back to the light side with a quick file transfer of Netscape Navigator.
12:20 am 1/26: The air conditioner is turned off. It's finally cold enough. All is quiet, except for the sound of the lone CPU fan on Bill's computer.
Even the hall is quiet.