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, August 22, 2009

3/13/00

There was a dorm meeting tonight.
Afterward, Bill, Bob, Jeff, Mudge, and Wallace made a Taco Bell run. Eventually, twelve to fifteen WBC students ended up there. There was talk of a revival.
Bob, Wallace, and Jeff were "counseled" by Mudge.
Tim was Jeff's son, Bob was Jeff's brother. Tim was caught stealing money and was sentenced to counseling.
Jeff took personal offense when Mudge questioned the morality of Jeff's ex-wife.
Bill got slapped on both cheeks (the southern end) while walking down the hall.
Bill was put asleep by Johnathan.
Bob and Bill failed after 45 agonizing minuets of heated, sweaty playing to defeat Bubble Bobble. They are stuck on level 100. It is the Big guy that bounces around and throws things.

Tuesday, August 04, 2009

3/12/00

Forces under Bill and Wallenchuck engaged the ants near Room 308 this morning. Later that afternoon, Bob held off an attack. As of this date, no Farrarians have been lost, while the ants' losses are in the hundreds.
Thier lifeliess carcasses littler the hall floor.
Yet they will never give up. They will fight to their last unit.
More howler monkey sounds were heard around 1:35 p.m. today.
Strange tribal like screams and yells were heard in the bathroom.
Strange singing was heard a little later.
Chimpanzee-like screams were heard in the hall.
The war for Farrar continues. More ant fatalities.
Bill unleashes what is hoped will be a deadly new weapon in the war against the ants.
The ant walks into the feeding station, gets the bait and takes it back to the colony where it is fed to the queen. The queen dies. One after another the other ants will die and the colony will move away.
Bob thought Rosalea was being anal about her gas.
As Bill falls asleep he mutters, "It's too late. And I can't do anything about it. It's too late." (this is at 1:07 a.m. and Bill knows he is getting up at 6:45 a.m. tomorrow morning).