The Social Life
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Some of you may be wondering why we've been so silent as of late. The reason is relatively simple – nothing fucking happens at UCSD. Seriously, you people need to step up to the plate and actually do something. Then again, most of you bastards won't even fucking give blood when the goddamn van is off of Library Walk. It's just blood! You can just, y'know, make more!

Okay, here's the agreement. Every one of you is now charged with the sacred duty of actually living your lives. In return, we shall report on it if you're able to be the stuff of urban legend. The alternative is to fucking stay in your dorm rooms, playing Starcraft and hearing tell of these mysterious "par-ties" that your friends from other colleges speak of. This alternative also includes a higher frequency of angry ranting, but apparently some of you fucks get off on that.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I've an alcohol fueled social scene to butterfly about.

Edit: Yes, I'm aware that the above text rambles a bit and isn't that polished or precise or whatever. To clarify for those of you who didn't read between the lines, the post was made while I was drinking heavily after having had a pint of blood sucked out of my body. Not really a state from which to expect incisive commentary, eh?

Aleph Solo, Apr 30 2005, 11:15 PM

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