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Nobody likes you when you're 22

Face it, I'm old. Today is my twenty second birthday. Over the hill. My youth lost forever. My joints hurting, memory fading, and bowels uncontrolable. Here is where I will take advantage of this moment in time and capture all 23 of my birthdays so I can look back at this website when I'm 80, when I have forked over millions of dollars in hosting fees only to keep this site running just for the sake of this one post. Face it, at the rate I'm going, I probably won't update until at least 79! I am lingol. (The correct term for Laughing Out Loud, not LOLing. Fuckmonkeys.)

THE ORIGINAL BIRTHDAY- SEPTEMBER 27, 1982

I was born a miracle baby, no, not a mistake, but a miracle baby. People close to me know the real story about how I almost never existed but due to advances in technology, immaculate conception was finally possible. Now that's not the only miracle about my birth. As soon as I plopped out of my mother, I was rushed immediately to the intensive care unit because I had a gigantic head. My father thought I looked like E.T. as the doctors grabbed me by my head and my neck extended for another two feet until my pale boyish chest finally followed. Turns out my head was so big that doctor's feared I had water on the brain, a pretty big deal. My mother didn't even get to hold me until days later when the doctors came back with the official results. Turns out that my head was so effing big due to "Extra Large Brain Cells", the same ones that Edison, Einstein, and all my fellow geniuses had. I tell this story to everyone and everyone believes it, well, because it's true.

FIRST BIRTHDAY

I don't remember shit, as most people don't, but I was most likely sharting.

SECOND BIRTHDAY

I sat on my magic green carpet in my room in which I began experimenting with hallucinegenic drugs.

THIRD BIRTHDAY

I have no fucking idea how I am going to finish this post. So I am going to start writing about different grade levels because I have a much more vivid memory of time divided up by school years.

NURSERY SCHOOL YEAR 1
As the only child who could cross the monkey bars not only forward but backward as well, I showed up all my classmates and quickly isolated myself by being superior in basically every way deemed possible.

NURSERY SCHOOL YEAR 2

Yes, I was held back for another year, not because I was dumb (duh!) but because my mother and my teacher thought I would be too young to continue on with the current older kids, and felt like I would be showing off my monkey bar skills throughout high school when the other kids were taking calculus, dating, preparing for the future. Just think, if I had gone on, I would have already graduated college and I would be 23 years old.

FIRST GRADE

Here I lived in New York and made friends with a Vietnamese classmate. He knew no English at all, so I jumped at the opportunity to help my buddy out with simple words such as "Asp", "Ship", and "Fuck". It's not my fault his articulation was interepreted into American cusswords. However, the playground security guard thought otherwise and chased me around for the entire half hour of recess. Finally, I was caught and reprimanded by my teacher in the hallway. However, being Mr. Smooth Talking Negotiator that I am, I explained my case and got off without any trouble. In fact, I was named Student of the Year and was invited to the local restaurant in a limo with my principal.

SECOND GRADE

I moved to Virginia, where my home currently resides. What sticks out most in my mind is that Jessica Hersh pushed me in the pond at the local park stepping stones on our field trip. I cried.

THIRD GRADE

I got my first homework OOPS! note to my parents because I didn't do my homework. I cried.

FOURTH GRADE

My teacher was extremely diabetic and moody. Her blood sugar would be too low, she cries and spasms, eats a cracker, blood sugar too high, she flips out on the class. She cried, then I cried.

FIFTH GRADE

Every year, a nature lady from the local park would bring in the same damn snakes and small animals to show off to us. This year, my classmate Mat took the burlap sack, with the snake inside, and slammed it against the tile floor over and over. The snake died, and the entire class had to write apology letters. I laughed.

SIXTH GRADE
SEVENTH GRADE
EIGHTH GRADE

All a giant blur because I was drunk off my ass the entire time.

I skipped NINTH GRADE

TENTH GRADE

I turned 16 and got the keys to my first car. Well not actually my car, but I flipflopped between my mom's Mercury Sable and my sister's 81 Volvo which was a piece of crap. She charged me 50 bucks a month to rent it while she was away at college. In retrospect, she ripped me off big time, milking 600 bucks out of me. But I can't complain, my underage friends and I smoked cigarettes in it and burnt the seats. BOOYA.!

ELEVENTH GRADE

Actually, that part about TENTH GRADE is more appropriate for this year.

TWELFTH GRADE

I turned 18 on the day of the Powder Puff game, and the crowning of the Homecoming King. My yearly reign at the top of the Homecoming Court was finally shot down at the possible pinnacle of my years. Congratulations to the winner. I cried again.

FIRST YEAR COLLEGE

My good friend Lex threw me a surprise birthday party in the basement of my dormitory. With a cake and all. And I loved her for it. 5 months later I had "IT'S GOING TO BE A GREAT DAY BECAUSE IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!!!" on my away message (a blatant lie). I saw Lex that day and she hugged me, wishing me a happy birthday. I then did that eye poking out motion with my two fingers, and she just wasn't quick enough with the eye gouging antidote, the flat hand in front of the nose. I told her the next day was her birthday, and she believed me because she is blind, and I bought her a seeing eye dog.

SECOND YEAR COLLEGE

I turned 20 with a gigantic 80's party at my apartment. I will post pictures of them sometime, but most likely not. They are in the archives somewhere.

THIRD YEAR COLLEGE

I turned 21 with a bang, as I was Ben Franklin and slept outside on the balcony.

FOURTH YEAR COLLEGE

Present day. Writing this terrible update. About to go drink heavily, head over to the career fair where not one single employer there has anything to do with what I want to do, and then possibly catch up on some homework. BIAATHC.

Posted by Smit at 02:07 PM

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Last night was the first Block event of the year, Edward 40hands. In case you don't know, 40hands is drinking game version of the movie Edward Scissorhands.

Peg Boggs the local Avon lady is having a bad day. As a last resort she tries her luck at the old castle at the end of her street. Once at the castle she meets Edward, who's inventor died before he finished making him. Peg decides to adopt Edward and bring him down from the castle. Edward and his scissor hands soon stir up curiosity in the community and before long they have all took him to their hearts, but despite Edwards talents for cutting hair and hedges. Will the community accept him as a person?

But in our version, we duct tape two 40 ounce bottles of beer or malt liquor to our hands. This eliminates the ability to use our hands until we have successfully finished all 80 ounces. The faster you drink, the faster you can urinate. Unless you have a clever getup of a kilt with no boxers to pop squats at will. James puked in the sink.

I took only a few pictures since my hands were preoccupied but Fegley took some on her webshots. You can also check out another tiny crappy gallery from last weekend's tailgate. This update sucks.

Posted by Smit at 02:16 PM

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Posted by Smit at 12:58 AM

The scenery is changing, the streets are rearranging

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Alright I've caught a lot of crap from my friends about how I never mention them on this website and I've sold out and I need to bring the site back to the people, the grassroots for the immaculate conception which is what the site was originally based upon. So I've taken the liberty of snapping unflattering snapshots of the first two weekends of college and decided to post them to give back to my community. And now all I get is crap for how bad the pictures are. Go figure. Click here for the first photo gallery of our senior year.

I plan on taking more iniative this year to take pictures of every weekend and whatever other events to post because otherwise I'll still be a lazy negligent bastard.

I also want to give a shout out to my homettes Laurie in Texas and my cousin Ashley in Geneseo. Now you have firm proof for your friends that yes, you are actually related to this guy.

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