Millersville.

Another lazy friday night...was had by some poor souls. HAH, I'm hillllarious. I, on the other hand, drove out to Millersville to my friend Doug's house for a party. "I'm going to get stupid drunk", I exclaim as I arrive and rush towards the beer. The party was already started when I showed up at around 9pm. Highlights from the night include witnessing an extremely long game of beer pong, which went into double redemption overtime as well as domination in flip cup. Time was also spent trying to get some random girl to drive me to taco bell without any luck. One of the funnier incidents from the night went something like this:

Paul:I'm hungry.
Chris: Me too. Look, there's a canned ham.
Somehow they challenge eachother to eat the ham raw. Which they both do, silently staring eachother down while eating. I am just sitting at the table zoning out.
Me: wow.
(Chris and Paul finish and leave)
Doug (walking up and seeing the open ham can): Who the fuck opened this ham? Where is it?
Me: Chris and Paul ate it, raw.
Doug: What?? That thing is like 4 years old. It was a christmas gift we just kept sitting on the counter.

Surprisingly, the 4 year old christmas ham didn't seem to have any ill effects. Ah, college. Hmm, I think I also threatened to stab someone in the stomach. Ah right, I remember, yeah I was joking because the person had talked about it earlier but I'm not sure if he remembered the reference.

It shall also be recorded henceforth for all time:
Kristen (drunkenly informative): Don't make me laugh...I peeee when I laugh.

Intellifit.

I was at a mall this weekend and saw a peculiar looking little "station" in between some kiosks. It had fancy looking monitors and a chamber in the middle. I saw a girl inside standing inside the chamber perfectly still while a machine rotated around her. I asked the woman operating the thing what was going on and she said the machine scanned your body and determined what size clothes you should wear depending on what brand the clothes are. All the information is stored on a credit card type type thing. Creeped out by the thought of being scanned by some sort of radiation I was hesitant at first. I then realized, "whatever." So I had to take out my cellphone, keys, and any large metal things. Whats really creepy is that they ask for your name, age, and email address. So not only do they have that, but they have a full body scan of you. I gave fake info so it wasn't really a problem.

And I got my card...whoopee.

Here is the website for intellifit.

Six Feet Under

That show is the most anti happy show, ever.