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.

Monday, November 27, 2006

2/8/00

Today, Monday the 8th, [of Jan.] 2000, a day which will live in infmany in the hearts of all Farrarians, we were forced to go to PVG for a dorm meeting. Having to go to PVG was one thing, but we were also forced to listen to a talk from a police officer.
Bill counted 5 swear words.
We learned how two business professionals, under the influence of road rage, beat each other with briefcases, while in an intersection, being watched by a crowd of around 100.
Various other things that this author deems inapropriate for this log were told to us.
Bill and Jeff made a Taco Bell run at 11:45, then "went for a drive."
A ladybug was spotted in Bill and Bob's room.
How it survived this long is a mystery.
Bill listened to the "Alf" theme song and reminisced.
The Great Awakening was set for 6:55am.
Bill and Bob decided that Bob's 486 was only John the Baptist and that Bob is Catholic because he has to sacrifice the Messianic computer by reloading Windows 98 many, many times.
After having sat through Tim Anderson's theology lecture on Hell, Bill and Bob discuss the theological signifigance of the Portal to Hades (otherwise known as the heater)
Buddy the Bear sits back against the wall and thinks to himself, "*sigh* Another day has ended in Farrar.

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

2/7/00

The Farrar Log almost fell into the Abyss.
Bill figured out that the key conceot in John 21 is to have Jesus in the boat when you go fishing.
Bob and Bill relived the 80's listening to old TV theme songs.
FAT ALBERT LIVES!!
They finally called it quits at 1:37 am.
Bill cries, "By the power of Greyskull, I have the power!"
Bob couldn't stop farting. Bill was almost knocked out.
Bob went mountain climbing on his bed.
One of Bob's farts was the biggest of his college career.
Bill said, "It was like a marathon in all events. You had the classic, the juicy, airy and dry, the sputtery. That was a shorts ripper!"
All this occured after 1:30 am.
The messianic computer, although having a few quirks has, after Windows 98 having to have been reloaded on average of twice a day since its purchase, run smoothly for almost two days. This is a record, and the natives hope it will contine to function normally.
The problem with AOK was found to be the sound card around the middle of last week.
It is now 2:13 am.

Sunday, November 12, 2006

2/6/00 - The 25th Entry

Jeff went on a rampage in Chicago at around 1:29 am.
Linux is running.
Jeff went to Wonderland where he got 3 ninjas, 4 army men, and 3 Chinese finger traps.
He also bought deodorant, after going the whole day without it.
Bill played Mario. Mario wasn't too happy about it.
Bob watched a chick flick with 3 other girls.
"There were a few funny parts," Bob adds. The best line in it was, "Where's she going?" "I don't know, but wherever it is she'll be there by 10:30 tomorrow morning."
In a tense situation, Bill had to decide which surge protector to turn off. After much deliberation and careful thought, Bill chose...and turned off the right one.
As Bill and Bob contemplate the day quietly, resting in their bed, their thoughts are clouded by a buzz of sound in the room next to theirs. 007 is being played again.

Saturday, November 04, 2006

2/4/00

Repairs to Bob's car have begun.
Farrar had its first conference call today.
Bob re-loaded Windows 98
After 3 hours of work, toil, tribulation, and near cussing Bob finally removed his alternator, and since Bob's car was in pieces he inquired of Bill if he would take Bob to NAPA for a new one and en route to the gas station in Bill's car, which was severely in need of gas, it ran out of the afore mentioned liquid about a block from the intersection of Kuebler and Lancaster, but luckily Bill had his cell phone and was able to call Krista, who came and picked up the two boys and took them to the gas station where Bill purchased a gas can and two gallons of gas, and after buying Krista a Twinkie, Krista drove the boys back to Bill's car where they got it filled up, got it started, and drove to the same gas station and had the same attendant fill up Bill's car, and they finally drove to NAPA where they told Bob that the alternator wouldn't be in until Saturday, so Bill and Bob drove home. Bill had a burrito in there somewhere.
So basically, Bill bought Krista a Twinkie so Bob could go skiing on Saturday but now can't.
There was an 8:45 Taco Bell run that included WinCo.
Mass quantities of chalupas were consumed.
Bill and Bob learned that "you can get anything you want at Alice's restaurant" and that "you can walk right in, its around the back, just about a half mile from the railroad track."
At 1:17 am Bill began to speak in tongues after unsuccessfully trying to crash WBC's Webmail.
It was a busy day.
Bill's last act of the day: can you guess? *pooofffftt* Bill claims intestinal relief.

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

2/3/00

Bill went to bed before, and woke up after Bob for the first time this millennium last night.
Bobadin and Monk failed to defeat the Viking infidels because of a technical error on Bobadin's part. It involved a surge protector and a blind stab of a finger.
Bill sucked puss out of his neck, then tuned his guitar.
Bob re-loaded Windows 98 - what else is new?
Michael Fischer wore clothes tonight.
Wallace and Josh's room stinks again. They are oblivious.
Jeff grappled with woman issues.
Bill and Bob contemplate the purchase of Nerf Arena Blast.
They brainstorm about how to pay as little as possible.
Bill cried, "Blasphemy!" as he booted up his "Linux" hard drive that, as of tonight, still has Windows 98 loaded from Bob's little "experiment."
Bill felt a fart come on- and it came, and there was great rejoicing. He blames the chili-dog he ate for lunch.
Concerning the chili dog, Bill only ate the chili and bread because the hotdog was burnt.
Bob's car is sick.