having some big lolz in 209. stumbled upon whitmanworld in blogfog (OHHHH) and can't pry myself away. the fush has really been slipping behind, didn't realize you had to update these things like 5 times a day. Alas, jokiology majors are turning in thesis drafts tomorrow, and I need to crack the habermasian code before blocho'clock tonight, where potential new art projects include:
1.) spending loads on fiverr.com, throwing it an a gallery
2.) buying velor tracksuits and conducting "party art" because we're getting really fucking good at hockey
3.) comparative essays on cockblocking-- I already dibbed last night's romantic robber episode
on another note, i guess ghostwriter's Dear Fush blog really took off, because my infamous green dress that I thought was forever lost was sported near the tennis courts today. i hope you wore it on st. patty's day at the least! don't make me listserve (read: summon) this shit...
Some other fush updates:
1.) on april 20th, 2010, the 5lb. buffalo will be officially burned
2.) the trampoline is NOT a two-person activity
3.) last night's midnight calls were a false alarm- heavy breathing NOT a robber! related: security system is now installed!
4.) the fush is almost 5/5... whitman ladies and gentlemen, place act quickly
5.) unidentified object in fridge is actually a yam
spoiler: prude-to-lewd=lewd-t0-nude?
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