Oof. Production is done, and I’m happy because of it. The issue was well-distributed Monday morning, but I haven’t seen many people on campus reading it. It might be due to midterms and the fact that this week is only 3 days long, but I’m still bummed.

My family is having Thanksgiving in LA this year, so I don’t have such a long drive North for the extended weekend. It’s unfortuneate that I won’t get to see my NC friends, but last time I tried to make this drive on Thanksgiving it took 13 hours.

My notebook should be shipping tomorrow.

Man, I never even mentioned Halloween. I suck at Blogs.

I had a cool costume. I was ‘coked-up 80s business man,’ and Kimiko was ’slutty goldilocks.’ Her suitemate, Ashley, went as a schoolgirl and Kimiko helped elevate her to ’slutty schoolgirl’ status. Heh. The MQ threw an awesome party; I’d say close to 150 were jammed in the house at the party’s peak. A few guys with tiny dicks stole our keg around 11:00pm and went to drink our MGD by themselves, but the party was still going at 3:00am when it was finally shut down by the po po. Luckily, the keg reappeared on the lawn the next night—with the tap cleaned, to boot—so we got our deposit back. All’s well that ends well, and all the next week people were talking about the party around campus.

I am still waiting for my laptop to arrive. I’m pretty pissed at this point; they’re not shipping it because the free messenger bag it comes with is out of stock and they can’t get it through their tiny brains that they should ship the pieces seperately so I can get my sweaty mits on my goddamn notebook. Fuckers.

MQ production is this weekend, shit. Time flies; it feels like just last week we put out the quarter’s second issue. It’s too bad I only got two hours of sleep last night since Saturday is gonna be an all-nighter.

Brian got in town yesterday for his Thanksgiving break, rad. We’re gonna drink 40s and be stupid tonight, it’ll be fun. I deserve a good bender, shit.

Go get yourselves the new Jay Z album, it’s fucking amazing. It’s always good to end on a high note, and it looks like he’s done a good job of it. The album is solid—maybe two tracks on the whole thing fall short of goddamn amazing. I listened to it about 6 times in a row last night while I stayed up ’til 6am studying for my Music midterm. Fuck the western canon, I’m tired of trying to use my ear to identify cantadas, codas, cadence and the rest of their ilk. I’m a visual learner, and asking me to do well on this midterm is like asking a blind man to drive a truck full of primed grenades through downtown Manhattan, only my situation ends more violently.

Shit.

It’s been awhile since I’ve updated; life has been busy as all hell.

Despite being busier than I’ve ever been in my life, I’m also perfectly content and more than unnervingly happy. Kimiko gets most of the credit for this, but a small part is that things with the MQ have been going really well. We’ve got an awesome staff and a bunch of really cool newcomers applied for editorial positions.

I purchased a Sony Vaio Z1 this morning. I’m incredibly excited. I can’t wait to be a laptop dork, totally connected all over campus. I’m hoping my productivity will increase since most of my work now is concerned with writing and email coordination, both of which will be helped by being able to type anywhere on campus with an internet connection thanks to UCSD thorough wireless LAN coverage and the built-in 802.11b card in the my notebook. That was a run on sentence. My laptop should ship by Friday, and with the free overnight shipping I got with it, it should be in my sweaty little hands quite soon.

I’ve been eating out a lot recently, and it’s nice. Kimiko’s company makes it doubly nice, plus she’s introducing me to all the cool, hardcore-Asian eateries on Convoy Street. Sweet.

I finished my work with the Mellon Foundation over the weekend, so I’m back to only working two jobs at once. Yes, being editor of the MQ counts as a job—I get paid. Ha. Anyway, I’m hoping now that I can have my Fridays and weekends back. What an exciting thought. Maybe I can get some rest and relaxation now. Haha, not a chance.

I need a flask.

Alright, if I haven’t told you that I own one of the shitiest cars ever then you’re missing out. Anyways my battery died a few weeks ago and my car refused to start. So, being the strapping young lad that I am, I just rode my bicycle everwhere for two or three weeks until this past Sunday when I hitched a ride to the autoparts store to buy a new battery. I promptly installed the battery and started my car without any major problems. Fast forward to Friday. I pick up my sister and start the drive home for the weekend, everything’s fine until about 20 minutes from our destination the music distorts for a moment and then cuts out. Being that my car is shitty, and I’ve sometimes experienced static through my speakers I think nothing of it. 10 minutes away from home and I exit the freeway and get on the back country roads only to discover that my headlights are close to being not on. Shit. Every car that passed my sister and I going the opposite direction flashed their high-beams at us thinking that I was driving without headlights on purpose. Luckily the moon is almost full and I had enough light to make it home without seriously injuring anything. Seriously.