A Rambling Moosac

So I know it's extremely hypocritical of me but...

DAN'S SNORING IS GETTING ON MY NERVES.

I tell you, it doesn't take that kid long to fall asleep, and when he does, he's laying on his back, allowing his mouth to fly wide open and before long it sounds like he's regurgitating up his own saliva. Seriously, it gets so loud sometimes that I'm actually quite scared for his well being. And of course I say I'm being hypocritical because I know I have my own history of snoring problems. Phil, my roomate last year, can certainly attest to this.

So what do I do about it? I finally took some iniative last night and told Dan that if he's going to drink, he should really invest in some Breathe Right strips. I noticed, after a quarter or so of experiments, that the nights where Dan's snoring is nearly unbearable, he had been drinking earlier in the evening. And that's pretty much the only reason why I'm mad about the situation. But that's just because I don't think Dan should be drinking as much as he does anyway.

And then of course Lambda Chi held our winter formal this past weekend. And no, I didn't go. I'd say there were a number of factors at work, but probably the number one reason I didn't go was because I couldn't find a legitimate date. And I know Hanauer and Rockoff will probably get on here and say "there were PLENTY of girls you could have gone with."

Don't get me wrong, this was true.

But the thing is, if I had gone with somebody as just a friend, I would have felt bad about myself because I couldn't find a 'real' date. And I hate feeling bad for myself. It's the most humiliating thing ever. I mean c'mon - I'm Max. I'm great. No reason to feel bad over here.

Anyway, I've got to head to class. I'll probably end up posting the rest of what I have to say later today or tomorrow.

Final thought: 3 days till spring training, bitches. Cubs suck, go Cardinals.

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Hmm... seems like often, I incorporate into my posts a line from whatever song is playing on iTunes whenever I'm writing. I've also noticed that those songs also seem to dictate the air of the post. For example. If I'm listening to my Sad Bastard mix, I'll probably be bitching and moaning about how lonely I am, and how I'm never going to find a girl, and blah blah blah. However. if I'm listening to my Saturday Morning mix, I'll most likely be talking about how I had a good day, got a nice score on a test, or how generally I'm feelin' fine.

This morning, I've selected all my Norah Jones songs to listen to (hence the title of this post). Honestly, I don't know why I put it on. Norah Jones always reminds me of spring/summer, and it is currently...*checks weather widget on comp*... 0 degrees outside. Hooray! It warmed up!

Srrriously, this cold is ri-DONK-ulous. I guess I'm trying to counter it by putting myself in a warmer mood.

....OK, so I just got back from filming for a marketing class project. It went pretty well. The best part is that we plan on incorporating the song "Now You're A Man" from Orgazmo(see it, it's a great movie. and no, it's not a porno). The song is amazing, hilarious, and I love it.

Anyway, John (my boss) told me to include the latest dirt and dish in this post. So... what's the newest gossip at NU? Umm.... Ok this is dumb and I don't know any gossip. You're my work boss, John, not my weblog boss. Hah! Take that, establishment. Either way, all you 4 people who read this blog should check out John's podcast The Daily Purge on iTunes. He's actually pretty funny, and his music intro things are pretty cool. There's your plug.

On a happy note, I got finished with my 4 midterms this past week, and though I don't think I did extremely well, they're done and I no longer care about them.

Final thought: I'm getting lunch now. Sorry I didn't have any good stories for this post.

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And of course by "rains" I mean "turns February." And by "pours" I mean "gets fucking cold." Yes, unfortunatly, the unseasonably warm January here in Chicago did little to prepare the students of Northwestern for the ensuing, unavoidable cold.

And I think my usual NU hoodie got stolen at one of the parties at the house. Damn it.

Still, as I have been known to explain, the colder the winter, the more rewarding spring will be. And I do feel that I stand adamantly by this theory, even though I may bitch and moan in a few months when it won't stop raining. Because it won't be long before it will be warm enough to spend a day at the beach, and not too far after that, it will be too hot to turn the fans off. At the very least, weather could try to be somewhat consistent. I'll just have to wait till Canada.

So I've noticed over the past couple of weeks (and a little to my surprise) that I've become quite the cliché film major. I'm suddenly skipping previous engagements because I've got an NSTV meeting, or I have to boom a classmate's project, or even that I need to set aside time to edit my own movie(which rocks, hard, by the way). I'm getting to know the people in the program, faculty, and others who work in The Cage. I'm sure this will all one day work toward my benefit, which is why I've chosen not to worry myself over the matter.

Final thought: Rip the tags off matresses, you'll buy more anyway.

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