I'm a peach, i know. Just try not to slow me down........gimp.

As always, your compassion amazes me.

Basically you just spent $500 on an ER visit to get some crutches and there's nothing wrong? Sounds kinda fishy to me. How bout you just suck it up so we can play next week?

Actually, it didn't hurt at all. I just couldn't straighten it out or put pressure on it. I sat around for awhile before finally deciding to go to the ER but the X-Ray turned out fine. Nothing wrong, nothing hurt or twisted. He thought it might be a sprain or maybe like i pulled something. So anyway, after hopping around for awhile, now i'm on crutches. I feel like an idiot. Walking is a luxury i rather enjoyed.

Right, whatever. So what did you do? Scream in pain like a little girl? "Doctor!!! Doctor!!! Is anyone a doctor here!?!"

NO, nobody juked anybody. It just happened. You know, freak accident. Weak knees, it's genetic. Maybe.

Wow, so somebody juked you so bad you twisted your knee? Twice?!? How embarassing.

So here's the story. I'm playing basketball. I twist my knee, sit down, stretch out, it pops back in place. I sub back in. BAM. Happens again. This time, i can't get it to recover.

No problem. You're on your own for Quatro though.

Gee, i don't know what to say. Thanks i guess.

Seven bucks for Tre, the spiritual successor to Junior. You wanted support right?

Here's some real support.....

.....What the hell is this?

Well I'm trying to rectify that. That's why i need people to give him their support.

You realize of course that you've had that tank empty more days than you've actually had fish in it right?

OK. Today i got another puffer. I'm naming him Junior because he's the spiritual successor to my first puffer (who died in a week and a half). Junior (or Deuce) is a little bigger and hopefully healthier. He's not eating yet so please, if you have a moment, think about his well being and wish him luck. Thank you.

I don't think I can quit sleeping.

Haha.......dope.......I think you mock yourself better than I do.

You missed your chance buddy. The "Who Wants To Be A Millionaire" gods have deemed you unworthy. You'll never get in. Worse than that, when I get in, you've lost your position on my phone list because of that technical blunder. Better not quit your day job son.

Yeah well.....my skills apparently are all for naught. Even worse, Pan couldn't get in after that. But now we watch it all the time to try to get in. If i get on, I've decided i can get to $32,000 easy, i can smoke all those questions.

Wow, i'm amazed you tell that story to people. It just sums up how dumb you truly are. How did you punch in four numbers wrong? Idiot. Now we'll never get on primetime TV.

Well listen...first, you only get ten seconds to answer the question. Which is sort of like an artificial stress inducer because really, ten seconds is pretty long. I got the first question right. They are all fast finger questions, meaning you put stuff in order. So my first one was putting "You're tearing up my heart" or something like that from N'Sync in the correct word order. Simple. Now, the next question begins with..."Put these SPORT figures in order of their birthdates." So now i'm thinking to myself......SPORTS!.....i've got this one easy. And I had it. It was like some old school baseball player, billie jean king, john elway and jeff gordon. Really easy right? So i immediately punch in the numbers not taking my full ten seconds to think it through. "Sorry, your answer was incorrect." WHAT!?! I goofed and pressed the wrong button.

Haha. You fucked up didn't you? I'm beginning to like this story.

Well actually, my roommates missed the first two times. I did it the third time. Let me say for the record that I was just waking up and a bit groggy.

Wait, if he got through three times, that means you lost a few times right?

Right, exactly. I mean, I've always felt that my command of random useless trivia would be perfect for winning a million dollars. To actually have Pan get through is pretty amazing. And not only that, he got through three times!

Well, that sounds pretty simple. I always felt the hardest part was to actually get through to the game.

About a week ago, we were watching "Who Wants To Be A Millionaire" and my roommate called in and actually got through to the system. Basically, to move onto the next round, you have to answer three questions correctly.

Dang, couldn't wait a day to hit me with the reality check eh? Well, it was an amazing week anyway. Check out some of the funky pictures that -o07- was able to take. Aren't they wonderful? Ahhhhhhhhhh...........

Stop pouting. You've wasted enough time already. Relish the memories but c'mon, get your butt in gear. We both need a job. They don't call post-college life traumatic for nothing.

NO. The empty feeling i have is because everyone left! How many other times do you have a nearly "perfect" weekend? Clubbing, eating, friends, deep weird talks, games, singing, staying up till 6am......meeting new people, laughing your ass off every five minutes.......having -o07- come up from San Diego to hang out with everyone. It really doesn't get better than this. I miss this....this feeling of being around people. Lots of people.

Actually, i think what's really bugging you is that that funKtion and dancing in general took off right when you exited stage right. And that had you stayed, your "skills" would have paled in comparison to what they are doing now. Don't give us this BS about feeling "empty" inside. It's all a thin veil for your damaged ego. Get over it. They're good. You sucked.

Right. Basically, it was most of the funKtion guys and some of Dance2XS that came up to stay. They had a performance at Columbia and they decided to bless us with their presence. It was a crazy exciting weekend, to have so many friends about and to watch them dance. Very sad too because now its all empty.

Then again, back then you didn't have 20 people sleeping over, spilling into every nook and cranny, including the closet.

Over the past week or so, we had alot of Michigan people up here to visit. At our peak, we had nearly 20 people in the apartment and it was an insane sight. Reminded me alot of sophmore year in West Quad when we would cram in tons and tons of people.