Friday, November 3, 2000 Contrary to popular belief, I did not let the dogs out. Ever since that retarded song started getting popular and sung *word?* by people across the nation, I have been accused person after person, telling me that I infact was the one who let the dogs out. No! I've had enough of it. Judah pulled the last straw. This morning I was excited because I had a private guestbook entry. I looked, and there is Judah, accusing me of letting the dogs out. This is my last cry for help! Stop the insanity, and blaming. It's just not fun! I, Leah, did NOT, I repeat- DID NOT let the dogs out. |Brought to you with love by Leah- just moi. | Wednesday, November 1, 2000
Amusing Halloween Story the Former: |Brought to you with love by Peter - Pseudo-voting Nader in 2000 | Wednesday, November 1, 2000 I bet Swifty cut class today. That conversation must have been at 0430 his time. I cut three classes, but that was so I could do this C++. There's so much output I bent the staples trying to staple it. It's currently held together by an intricate system of staples, tape, cardboard and glue. So I've been in the tech lab for 4 hours, not having FUN! |Brought to you with love by Judah - Then I guess I have to link to me here | Wednesday, November 1, 2000
Judah Nielsen: I wonder if ithinkromancenovelsmaybethelastamericanartform.com is free
|Brought to you with love by swifty and judah: i linked this to *my* site! ha ha! | Tuesday, October 31, 2000 Well, I think it's safe to say that halloween has ended out here in Campbell, and I think we st a new record for fewest trick-or-treaters. Our fourplex is kinda like an oasis in the ghetto, well kept lawns, many trees, home to enough birds to make a truckload of creepy nuresery rhyme pies. It is well lit, it is cozy, it is non-threatening. Unfortunately it sits in a neighborhood that plays regular host to the Special Weapons and Tactics unit of the Campbell PD. I have been evacuated under police cover because there was a man on the rooftops with a shotgun, and police have chased an armed man through our backyard and out into our driveway, tackling him just feet from where we played. I was hoping they wouldn't find his gun for a while and I could appropriate it. Last year we had a record high of seven children, this year it was two, our neighbors, in fact, accompanied by their parents, at about 1700 hours. Next year I'm going to do some chalk outlines in the sidewalk and see if we can pitch a shutout.
It's trick-or-treat whenever we meet |Brought to you with love by Judah - Big Rock Candy Mountain | Wednesday, November 1, 2000 38, oh dear, I wish. I doubt Australia even knew what Halloween was back then. I actually meant that when I was 11, I thought my costume kicked ass, but of course now I just think it was embarassing. Our Halloweens are pretty much just like yours Alex, except not that popular :(. Plus during the end of our Octobers, Summer is well on it's way, and DST has kicked in so it kinda loses the whole spooky atmosphere. It's still heaps fun, though. When my grandmother was little, you were actually allowed to own koalas as pets! :) But then alot of the eucalyptus trees were cut down, and so were the koala's numbers, which SUCKS. Thanks alot, you environmentally unsound bastards. Umm shoobeedoobeedoo.. my Halloween was nothing special. I went to work and spent time with Rachel who went into hospital today. People always seem to have the worst luck at Christmas time, yet lame ass things always happen to me around Halloween time. What the hell is that all about? |Brought to you with love by Ariana - She did the mash | Tuesday, October 31, 2000 I decided earlier that I was not going to dress up this year. Every year I have dressed up, grabbed my candy bag, and headed around town. However, every year it has either rained or snowed or just plain sucked. So, this year I decided to scrap it. And the verdict is in, it is partly cloudy and 55 degrees. Best Halloween weather ever! Therefore I must reap havoc among those who I know by stealing their candy. By the way, if Ariana was 11 and Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds was popular....she must be 38! |Brought to you with love by Jeff - unfunny and by no means a mathamaist | Tuesday, October 31, 2000
I hope all of you are having a fine halloween. Here, we're writing valentines to each other while eating a large turkey and drinking loads of beer, dying our hair green, while having a big barbeque, during midnight mass at the Church.
|Brought to you with love by Nick - The Sex Bomb(TM) | Tuesday, October 31, 2000 I don't mean to rain on everyone's parade, but in the midst of this Halloween celebration by Team FUN!, I would like to take a stand against Halloween! My platform: Do we really need one specified day a year to dress up and glut on candy?!?!?! NO! No we don't my friends! Take a stand! Dress up everyday! Eat candy everyday! This is rediculous and insulting to those of us who eat metric tons of candy everyday and dress up everyday! |Brought to you with love by Adam - The Grinch Who Stole Halloween | Tuesday, October 31, 2000 Oh, my. I love Halloween. Especially this year. You see, as of late I've been posessed by this wonderful spirit of love and giving. You could probably call it "the Christmas Spirit," but you wont. Because you probably think the idea is stupid. Anyway, the point is: be nice to others. if you see someone with less candy than you tonight, give them some. If you find a little kid lying paralyzed in the middle of the road, don't just leave him/her there. And if you see some satanists having trouble with a satanic ritual....for heaven's sake, show them where the goat blood goes. Thank you, and have yourself a merry little Halloween. PS - Ariana, I hope you have a wonderful Australian halloween. What are those like? Do you trick-or-treat? I'd be scared to, I hear them koalas are mean li'l critters. |Brought to you with love by Alex - I apologize, it is early...and I am unfunny. | Tuesday, October 31, 2000 boom shaka laka! Happy Halloween everybody! I'm going trick or treating tonight with some friends. This is going to be the best darned Halloween ever. How could it not be when I'm dressing how like the mac daddy, and Laura the daddy mac. Oh yes, KRISS KROSS, BAYBEEEE! Watch out now! OUH! |Brought to you with love by Leah- my mouth tastes like lucky charms. | Tuesday, October 31, 2000 Happy Halloween everyone. I hope you all had a better dayt than I did. I went trick or treating only once, when I was 11, and I went as Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds, which at the time rocked the monkey's ass. I was nearly hit by a huge truck, and argued with my best friend because she protested my asking someone she hated to come trick or treating with us. We didn't speak for months. I planned to watch a scary movie that night, but it ended up being Nightmare on Elm Street Part II. Meh. I twisted my ankle real bad 2 Halloweens ago. When I was 7, I was pelted with waterballoons at a school Halloween festival. One Halloween in High School, I went as Laura Palmer. It was pretty effective, although it SUCKS doing anything wrapped in plastic. But I did wear a nifty tiara :). Those are the only Halloweens I remember. How depressing. Next up.. Christmas! Wheeeee. |Brought to you with love by Ariana - Not much FUN! at the moment | Sunday, October 29, 2000 Boo-berry and Frankenberry are on their way to your house Zavala, they have strict instructions to cut your ass with a razor blade. Don't fuck with Count Chocula three days before Halloween. |Brought to you with love by Count-Mother-Fucking-Chocula | Sunday, October 29, 2000
Daylights savings time should die. It makes me upset. It makes me want to hurt something, or someone. It makes me...ARRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
|Brought to you with love by Leah- who is yo baby daddy? | Saturday, October 28, 2000 If, like me, you regularly read Mr. Judah's Diary of a new year, you are no doubt aware that he, too has undregone some sort of metamorphosis in the past week. To quote a recent entry: Eschewing my usual lunch between fencing and C++, I simply went down to the room and sat in the dark for an hour This sure as hell isn't the same crap we're used to Judah churning out. There isn't even any doubt in my mind as to what may be causing this unusual shift in Judah's daily habits. Why would Judah (the mom of Team FUN!) turn down lunch and go sit in a dark room all by himself for a whole hour? Simple: He's a vampire. Let's observe:  After 
He very well may be Count-Mother Fucking-Chocula
Saturday, October 28, 2000 If, like me, you regularly read Mr. Adam's Sardonia Journal, you are no doubt aware that he has undregone some sort of metamorphosis in the past week. To quote a recent entry:
It's a feeling that could be compared to wrapping yourself up in a heated blanket on a snowy January morning when you don't even need to turn on the radio to see if school's canceled; you just sorta know that it is. A far cry from his usual garbage. To what can we attribute this sudden change? Ladies and Gentlemen, the answer has been before our eyes this whole time and we have missed it. Adam is becoming a woman. You're a female, Zavala! |Brought to you with love by Judah - Shattering another illusion | Saturday, October 28, 2000 And now it's Saturday at 12:01 A.M.!!! |Brought to you with love by Adam - Still a Time Bandit | Friday, October 27, 2000 It's Friday at 11:59 P.M.!!! |Brought to you with love by Adam - Time Bandit | Friday, October 27, 2000
I know that this isn't excactly on topic, but who gives a flying rat's arse. I'm having fun.
|Brought to you with love by Leah -- jigga who? jigga WHA? | Thursday, October 26, 2000 Whilst still on the topic of hatin', which is by far our most intelligent topic to date, I have a question. Why don't we hate the Irish anymore? Anyone who has ever seen the movie, "Leprecaun in the Hood" starring Iced Tea, has got to be on my side. The days of beating the dirty Irishmen when recognized on the street really seemed to unite this nation under Mckinley. Don't worry if you are like me and have trace amounts of nitrogen, oxygen, carbon, hydrogen, and Irish in your blood, you don't have to tell anyone. Just so long as your name isn't O'Calahan or Mac O'Calahan and you don't have red hair. Oh, and you can like the dirty drunkards in their own land, just not ours. Like Shane Macgowan. And Alex, if you are Vietnamese and Irish, I will no longer be able to mother your children. |Brought to you with love by Jeff - How long dis place been done did? | Thursday, October 26, 2000
Alex, maybe you have elephants in Malaysia, but I'm from Texas. I don't want some bean-counter in Washington deciding whether it's okay for me to give someone the death sentence. In short, I think something got lost in the translation to Cantonese. |Brought to you with love by Stuart - Hatin' | Thursday, October 26, 2000
SEX BOMB?!?!
|Brought to you with love by Nick - I'm a disco dancer and a sweet romancer | Thursday, October 26, 2000
Awwwwwwwwww sugar! |Brought to you with love by Adam - DooDooDoDoDooDoo | Wednesday, October 25, 2000 Oh, Stuart. Stu-man. Mr. Bergstrom. Dude. Do not foist your blatant anti-Jeffism on the internet public. We don't want to hear that kind of hate. Nosiree. One might say that "we all look the same to your white devil eyes." Of course, if one said that, one might also choose to say "Me trade 6 beaver pelts for shiny firestick." But here at FUN!, we take the high road. Unless it's blocked by a large animal. Such as an eleplant. I am also surprised to hear that I am Vietnamese. If anyone should know about something like that, it should be me. Of course, I was raised by wolves and never got to meet my real parents, so anything is possible. I had always believed myself to be an urban black woman, but apparently I was wrong. I suppose that's why people agve me strange looks when I told them my dark secret, eh? I just thought they were rascist. I love you. |Brought to you with love by Alex - They say this cat Shaft's one baaaaad mutha...shut yo' mouth! | Wednesday, October 25, 2000
Good evening. I'm posting tonight to air something of a concern I have with a certain member of our troupe, and certain inconsistencies in the opinions of this certain member, certain. I am, of course, speaking of Jeff Dewitt. |Brought to you with love by Stuart - Mad as hell | Tuesday, October 24, 2000
Todd, do I even have to hint at this? Starts with "Friend," ends with "Merch," middle name "Bear." |Brought to you with love by swifty - untieng bad spelers evrywhere! | Tuesday, October 24, 2000 Hehe, thanks for that Jeff. Happy 24th of October to you and the rest of Team FUN! Well, the Olympics are long gone now. It took 7 years for them to get ready, and the entire thing is over in 16 days. But, um, to anyone whose city may one day be hosting the games, even though you'll be all cynical-like and disinterested with the whole thing, you'll have a great time when they arrive. Cute foreigners! Free concerts! Cute foreigners! Cute foreigners! I wish I had a closet with a portal to another dimension. Or even a closet. All I have is a bathroom with no windows. I got a letter from Greenpeace today. I'm looking forward to reading it. I like the envelope so much, though, I'm considering not reading it at all. But what if the letter was printed on really cool paper? |Brought to you with love by Ariana - Cute foreigners! | Monday, October 23, 2000
Wow, this place has turned into like Postopolis over the past coupla days. Cool. |Brought to you with love by Todd - Charge it, baby. Charge it. | Monday, October 23, 2000 Hello. My closet is a portal to another dimension. A small, cramped dimension full of clothes and boxes. I was hiding in my alternate dimension today when my mother came in and asked me to play piano. "Mom, can't you see I'm in my alternate dimension?" I said angrily. "Sorry, dear," she replied. Parents just don't understand. By the way, Stuart. Jeff (who is obviously very smart, as you can see from his last post) just informed me that you like 12-year-old girls. Shame on you! And...I know a few, want me to hook you up? |Brought to you with love by Alex - Shake your butt (not too hard) | Monday, October 23, 2000 I would just like to be the first to wish Ariana a happy Labour Day. And don't you correct me because we all know that New Zeeland is one of the thirteen colonies in Australia controlled by the English Puritans that landed on the Sydney Opera House in 1776 and invented the Olympics. |Brought to you with love by Jeff - I have diplomatic immunity | Monday, October 23, 2000
I do so post! It's just very small, so most people can't read it. Look back over the past few weeks and squint really hard between the posts. I promise it's there - if you can't see it, you're not squinting hard enough. Make sure you turn on your respective webcams when you do this, though, because it helps to make my posts stand out more. And also feel free to inform me when you decide to look, so I can... um... help.
|Brought to you with love by Peter - Embodiment of Lazine... | Sunday, October 22, 2000 Well, rather than criticising Matt for not posting like...well, just about everyone else here, I thought I'd post a little conversation that I had with my dog this morning: My dog: Good morning, Alex. Would you like to discuss the Beat poetry movement of the early-to-mid twentieth century? Me: Uh...You can talk? My dog: Indubitably. Me: Whoa! My dog: So, old chap. Whose works do you feel better captured the essence of the Beat Movement's counterculture youth dissatisfaction? Kerouac or Ginsberg? Me: Ungh? Can't we talk about TV or something? Don't worry, I think I'm still smarter than my dog. After all, who's the one eating dog food? The answer: not me. |Brought to you with love by Alex - It scares me out of my wits when you do that shih-tzu | Sunday, October 22, 2000
It's official: I never post and everyone hates me for it. If my personal web page goes a few days without any new entries, I get hell for it from my friends. Ridiculous, no? I suppose I have more of an obligation to post frequently to FUN! as it is a team that I was given membership to. So fine, here's a goddamn post! Besides, I've been busy staring at my bare desktop for the past few weeks. |Brought to you with love by Matt - Mr. UnFUN! | Sunday, October 22, 2000 I know Stu just posted, and I twice anno that, but I noticed in those strange statistics that this site is seriously lacking in Yugoslavia, and I think I know why. I only blame myself, as I have made fun of their inferior cars in the past, and will continue to do in the future. However, I am friends with a kid who has 12.5% Yugoslavian heritage, making me the best diplomat on the sight. I will be sure to mention throwing rocks at people with different beliefs and producing inferior products in posts to come to retain the Yugoslavian .02%. |Brought to you with love by Jeff - I can account for some of Stu's sexy things | Sunday, October 22, 2000
I know I just posted, but I couldn't let this one go by. I just found the page that tells all the statistics of FUN! You know, the kind that shows where all the visitors found our little blog. I found a few that I thought I should share: |Brought to you with love by Stuart - I have sexy everything | Sunday, October 22, 2000 So I was searching for "heiße mädchen" over at Excite.de and up pops a link to A Clean Slate. This gets me thinking- where the hell is Matt? He never posts, calls, drinks and shoots squirrels with me anymore. It's quite upsetting, and so I now officially hate Matt. Please join me in my personal vendetta against the forsaker of our fair troupe. |Brought to you with love by Stuart - Featured in the latest Ill Times | Sunday, October 22, 2000
I'm hungry. I smell chicken. Chicken sounds nice.
|Brought to you with love by Leah- I have sexy shoes. | Sunday, October 22, 2000 I have a question that maybe some of you can answer. Why did much of Team FUN! quit posting? I am mostly refering to Peter, Meg, and mostly Matt. As the founder of this site and political Ghengis Khan, I am sure Michael Dukakis is unsatisfied with the current turnout. I am told that Matt's excuse is that he has been heading the George W. Bush campaign, but what about the rest of you? For shame! If you knew your biological fathers, I am sure they would be upset. |Brought to you with love by Jeff - Master of obscure references | Sunday, October 22, 2000 Colors |Brought to you with love by Jeff - Stupid American Pig-dog | Sunday, October 22, 2000 Cool, I'm a hole in time! Or something. Or maybe I'm like that hot curry Lisa ate when Apu lived with the Simpsons. (I can see through time!). That wouldn't be so great, being an Indian curry. Or being any kind of food. Today I passed by a store that sold only trendy footwear. I don't know what you call them, Skechers, whatever, but the majority of them have no shoelaces, and they all look exactly the same, even the colours are the same. Industrial oranges and yellows and greys. My friend Drew pointed in the general direction of the store (though not at any shoe in particular.. they all look the same, so he didn't have to), and remarked "wow, now THOSE are good shoes". I told him he was stupid, those are kid's shoes, but I looked down and noticed he already WAS wearing similar shoes. I can't stand these shoes. They seem to be all anyone ever wears these days. They'll wear them with anything. I bet someone's even worn them with a ballgown. To anyone reading this, don't wear them around me. I'll be so repulsed by the thought of looking at them, I'll end up just staring at your face, and then you'll wonder what the hell is wrong with me. I'll tell you it's because you have ugly shoes, and naturally you just won't understand. |Brought to you with love by Ariana - These boots are made for stepping all over your ugly shoes | Friday, October 20, 2000 Well, Todd beat me to it. Dammit. If you will notice the last two posts before mine, you will see that they are in reverse chronological order. Why is this, you say? Well, our beloved Ariana comes from the land down unda', and at the time at which she had posted her entry, it was, indeed, Friday, October 20, 2000. Some time later, Todd decided that he would grace us with a post of his own. Seeing as how Todd lives in America and we Americans seem to have our clocks set back a considerable amount of hours from the Aussies, it was, in fact, Thursday, October 19, 2000. In essence we did a nice little time warp! How bout that? Team FUN! - Time traveling! Woohoo! However, I am a little disappointed that the pleasure of being the first one to venture into this unintended time warp was not to be mine, but our own, sexy-voiced Todd. I cannot stress to you enough how many nights I sat here at the computer waiting for Ariana to post something, just so I could post something immediately after and have it be the day before. Oh well. I'm just glad it was finally done. Now I can rest easy. |Brought to you with love by Adam - No. I am not on drugs. | Thursday, October 19, 2000
So I think this poem made from my web page at this site sums up my feelings rather nicely... |Brought to you with love by Todd - And now, son of Jor-El...you *will* kneel before me! | Friday, October 20, 2000 I am now in the process of growing my hair long. And not that silly "long" where it's down to someone's shoulders and they freak out about it getting out of control (WIMPS!). I'm talking ass long. Maybe even longer if I can be bothered. I realise my hair is already quite lengthy, but up until a few years ago, and perhaps for the first couple of years of my life, I've always had Rapunzel like hair. It's what I'm used to. It's my scene. My bag. Other out of date slang. This growing process requires me to go outside more in hot weather (unenthusiastic "yay"), stop blowdrying it so I don't have to cut off split ends (nothing stops the growing process like a pair of scissors), and have my scalp massaged alot. I'm not sure if that last one actually works, but I like having my scalp massaged anyway. Shut up? OK. Oh, I found my Reservoir Dogs soundtrack! Hurrah! It has been missing for exactly one year. Appearantly I loaned it to my friend Rachel and never realised she hadn't returned it. Huh. Umm, this isn't going anywhere. Lalala. |Brought to you with love by Ariana - beep beep beep beep beep beep beep | Thursday, October 19, 2000 Well I can't let this one go. Jeff says the money from cleaning fishtanks is incredible, but as an assistant aquarium engineer working under Mr. Dewitt, I can say that my own personal pay has been less than desirable. For a measly 10 per-cent of what he is making, he forces me to endure his heavily scrutinizing eye and acerbic tongue, which he frequently uses to ruthlessly criticize my proud work. So now, when he's not looking, I piss in the tanks, and if he's gone for a while, I run outside and piss on his car seats too. I'll keep this up until I see 15%. |Brought to you with love by Stuart - High and dry | Wednesday, October 18, 2000 So I went to work last Monday, and reached a new high in my career. For those of you who don't know, which consists of almost all of you, I am an aquarium engineer, that is, I clean fish tanks in local businesses. Now that everyone has finished with their own version of the same "Deuce Bigalow" joke, which I have not seen but hear about it a lot, we can move on. I went to a near town hospital at which I maintain three aquariums to do some routine work. However, when I entered, I was given the code to get into all the doors in the hospital! I have always loved hospitals, they intrigue and arouse me. And this brings those emotions to a new pinnacle. Who knows what awaits me behind those doors? I'll tell you what is there, an exuberant amount of free drugs and sex, I am sure of that. I will have to check in two weeks, when I go back. I will keep you updated. |Brought to you with love by Jeff - Don't laugh, the money is incredible | Tuesday, October 17, 2000 Notorious - that's what I am for having a messy room. I can go for months on end without even attempting to clean my bedroom. However, just last week, I cleaned my room to the point where the floor shined - and the floor is carpeted, so that is quite an accomplishment. Why did I do this? Could I just not take it anymore? No. That wasn't it. I could live with my room like that. Did I finally get sick of my mom bugging me to clean it? I did, yes, but that wasn't why I cleaned it. Did I have plans to have a certain girl come over to my house and did I want to make sure that we could hang out in a clean room as opposed to a room who's floor was M.I.A? YES! Do I like this girl? Yes I do. Very much. Do I want to impress her? Yes I do. So, naturally my room was cleaned. However, our plans fell through, and she didn't end up coming over to my house until the next day. Even then, she was just stopping by to say hello, so we didn't have much time to enjoy the cleanliness of my room. I did make her go in there though. "You need to look at my room, dammit! I cleaned it for you!", I said. She agreed with a smile that could knock a man flat on his face. I've cleaned my room like this before. However, usually, less than a week later, my room is trashed again; the floor invisible once again. Oddly enough, I have grown to like my room clean. I've been spending more time in there lately, so I am always needing to make sure that it's clean in prevention of me having to resort to sitting on a large pile of dirty laundry. Can you imagine what I do now? I clean my room everyday. Even if there's just a few pieces of paper on the floor, the bed's messy, and there may be a towel on the floor, I clean everything up. Why? I don't have a clue in this world. I'm weird. Love makes me do weird things. But.... I like this cleanliness thing. I think I could get used to it. For at least a few months, anyway. |Brought to you with love by Adam - Mr. Clean (only with hair...) | Monday, October 16, 2000 You know what is fun? Being happy. That is fun. |Brought to you with love by Leah- uh huh.. oh yeah.. shut up | Sunday, October 15, 2000 Today, as I was walkingaround town with a carefree grin on my face and my "good pants" (they're plaid!) on my legs, my dear friend and I saw a Wendy's! "Perhaps we should enter that establishment, and partake of their delicious french fries?" I asked. "But of course, Alex! Let us now enter and consume Frostys, for they are undoubtedly the nectar of the gods," my friend replied. So we entered, and got our food. We sat down. Just then, three army guys walked in. They sat down near us. They had their last names pinned on their uniforms. Suddenly, I saw one of the greatest things ever! One of the officers' names was....FUNK! Yes, Funk. As in "Let's get FUNKy" or "Get my FUNK on" or "FUNKytown"! Maybe he was "General Funk" or "Lieutenant Funk", both amazingly cool names. I felt the sudden urge to play loud disco music and ask him if he wanted to "get down." This was a pivotal moment in my life. I have decided that I'm going to change my last name to Funk, and join the army so I too can be called General Funk. And be accompanied everywhere by groovy dudes with afros. Yo. |Brought to you with love by Alex - I am Jeffolic. I totally worship the all-powerful Jeff. | Sunday, October 15, 2000
I bought soup from a vending machine today. And it was already warm and delicious in an insulatory cup. |Brought to you with love by Stuart - Mmm Mmm Good | Sunday, October 15, 2000 This is a bit belated. I used "Almost Famous" as my handle thingy and didn't realise that joke had already been made in Jeff's handle I believe. How very me. Umm, I would now like to change that handle to "moron". My Crosswinds problem is now solved thanks to Alex. Did they really think I would actually overlook the ads and continue being their whore? Teehee. Not likely. This evening's Storytellers was hosted by Stevie Nicks. It was just soooo cute watching her in those big clompy shoes and her hippy chick poncho doing that seedy rock grrl dance, but because of her age it was quite scary. She looked like a witch beckoning children to play with her. Oh well. 'After The Glitter Fades' still gets me everytime. sniff. |Brought to you with love by Ariana - I'm doing it for the sake of art | Sunday, October 15, 2000
Tonight's FUN! activity: Since tonight was homecoming at the University of Illinois, hundreds -- nay, THOUSANDS of students got all gussied up and went to the football game, and then out drinking at bars. Since I am your typical indie-rock computer-geek recluse, I frown upon this sort of activity. So what a surprise it was when I got in my friend Cassie's car to find out that she had a bullhorn in the backseat! |Brought to you with love by swifty: ATTENTION: YOU LOVE ME. |  
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