Writer's Blockade (Alan)

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An Administrative Short and Suite : Blonde For Blonde

Chaz's resignation comes without warning, though I can't say I didn't feel it coming. I thought, perhaps, that he would stay on until Summer. I, in no way, mean to undermine his decision by saying this, but I would like to think that his decision is not completely past the point of re-evaluation. Your needs can be accomodated here, if you wish, or your needs can be met elsewhere.

The blog is an ever-changing thing, Chaz. Proof of this lies in the fact that you, yourself, started it, yet now you have the freedom to leave it behind.

In the vein of ever-changing-ness, I recieved word last night that the blog will soon have a new member; another blonde, though this one decidedly more feminine than dear Chaz.

We welcome Kelsea, the overwhelmingly attractive woman who makes Carl happier than pot, video games, CAKE and Chick-Fil-A combined, then multiplied by the number of times Zak Gracias has had his car broken into (if you haven't got a mind for abstract mathematics, she makes him incredibly happy).

I'm personally looking forward to the ATL domination of the blog, and I forsee great misadventures in our respective futures.

What's more, Kelsea's arrival brings the gender ratio on the blog up to a staggering 2 ugly men to every attractive woman; a ratio Georgia Tech could only dream of having.

Mazel Tov!

-Alan

Fuck the blog.

That's right, fuck it.

I'm sick of it. I'm sick of what it does to me. I'm sick of the way I look at everything through fucking blog-colored glasses. It's like I'm not even living anymore, just some zombie walking around taking pictures with my god-damn cameraphone.

Yeah, short and suite. Finito, adios, chow, oh revwah (fucking French). Just one more final and I am so fucking gone.

God dammit. Even quitting the blog is part of the blog.

Fuck.

Blowing Off Dust (Alan)

It's the first day of finals...
you know what that means:


That's right. A truckful of cow shit, just so there's no questioning what this week is about.

They've actually been trucking shit in for the last three weeks. I guess it took three weeks to deliver all the crap they're about to dump on us.

I guess Alan's schedule was righter than he knew.

-Chaz

I'm putting out an APB; I need to know where I've seen this guy before :


The guy on the right, the Mac guy. I know I'm going to feel like an idiot when I figure this out--I can see him in my mind's eye, either in a TV show or a movie, but something sophomoric--but I'd really like help from anyone who might know where I might have seen him.

Thanks,
Alan

Over The Head (Alfonzo)

April Bud, Pt. 2 (Alan)