These White Slippers Are Albino African Endangered Rhino

I've used up two bars of soap in about six weeks up at school so far. Is that too much, or too little? Seems like a lot to me, but maybe it's not enough. Who can keep up with this sort of thing?

We here at Oneonta have yet another break coming up, our second since late August. We get pretty spoiled with the breaks up here. Anyway, most people are going home. I'm not. It's a ridiculous idea: Drive 5 hours to go home, sit for about 50 hours, then have to drive another 5 back. I say, since I'd just be sitting on my ass at home anyway, I'll stay here and keep those 10 hours to do more precious things, like watch TV and look at porn.

Too far to care.

Mother nature is having mood swings. The other day here it was below freezing, and now tomorrow it's supposed to be in the 70s. It makes it impossible to dress for class in the morning. You get up, freeze, put on a long sleeve shirt and pants, go to class, by the time class lets out, you're sweating like a pig. No wonder everyone is sick. Everyone but me, of course. I keep on good terms with my white blood cells. Give them a lot of orange juice. They love orange juice.

My cell phone is all greasy. Its gross. Screw the Middle East, Halliburton could set up shop on my face, particularly on my chin, pump out millions of barrels of oil a day and make a gold mine.

Gold Mine Mexican Grill. Good tacos. A little overpriced.

I've gotten in this stay up 'til all hours rut. I've got to break it. Goodnight.

Is goodnight two words or one word?

Spell check says its two words. Good night.