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James Howlett


Oh your god

I’m cramming for an exam in the class I don’t attend, but I thought everyone would enjoy this.

Actually, enjoy might not be the right word.

It’s a lot like the real election, but with more making out.


While I was walking home from class a girl held out a flyer and said, “Love your body.” “Thanks,” I said. “I love yours.”

God, I’m witty.

Scotty Doesn’t Know

Best. Matt Damon. Movie. Ever.

I’ve watched Eurotrip three times in the past week, and I can not get this song out of my head.



Bienvenidos a la Selva

I took the worst exam in the history of exams today. I might as well not have studied. For that matter, I might as well not be in the class. It was like reading Aramaic.

Anyway, I’m in the middle of cramming for another midterm tomorrow morning so I’m going to keep this short. I […]

It’s a Celebration, Bitches

What a weekend.

Thursday night was the first Presidential Debate, and you know what that means… the 2004 Presidential Debate Drinking Game!

Friday was Barn Dance. For those of you not from Indiana, that’s a dance. In a barn. Be still, my beating heart. Actually, it was one of the best times I’ve had at […]


As you may know, I’ve decided to be Wolverine for Halloween. Now, for me, Halloween is more than just an excuse to act stupid, get drunk, and eat candy. I don’t need an excuse to do any of those things. No, for me Halloween is an excuse to pretend I’m someone else and hit on […]

The Conversation I Just Had in the Bathroom

Ty: Why is there a mop bucket in here? Me: Three guesses. Ty: Someone puked. Me: Guess again. Ty: Someone pissed on the floor. Me: One more. Ty: Oh, the toilet overflowed. If it hadn’t been Centennial Weekend I would have guessed that first.


I’ve been working on this rolling existential funk since, well, since school started, I guess. It’s really starting to get annoying. There are places I want to go, things I want to do, but here I sit, waiting for my life to start. Of course, I’ll graduate in debt, so there will immediately be a […]


So Joey Ramone died yesterday. Cancer. We better cure that shit before people I know start dropping. You hear me, medical community?

I woke up this morning and it was fall. w00t.