According to the "Which Big Lebowski character are you?" quiz:

Well, I'll elaborate more now.  The first week of married life is going rather well.  We've decided it would be a good idea if I moved in with Beth, but I don't really want my parents to know about recent events, seeing as they might not approve.  Oh well, there's still plenty of time to figure things like that out.  I'd have to say this is one of the more random things I've done in my day, but I figure it's good to take some chances.  I would also like to thank Jacob for understanding the whole living situation dilemma.  I hate to dissappoint those who don't agree with our decision, but we both thought it would be a good idea and we are very happy.  I guess that's all for now.

As it turns out, I ended up getting married recently.  I'll elaborate more later.

Yar, well, I just finished my fourth of six finals, and am running off a combination of applesauce and caffeine.  Anyway, I still find it hard to study.... in fact, I have another final in about an hour and a half which I haven't studied for yet.  I wonder if that'll have any effect on my grades.  Oh well. 

Oh, one of my friends at UK had a funny quote that I will share with all.  WARNING!!!!!  Anyone who cannot take a joke lightly should not read this, even I told the person that his comment was horrible, but funny at the same time.

And I quote:  "...women are the majority in this country.  If they got wise, we'd be screwed... that's why we keep the cock in their mouths"

Apparently I was Kung Fu fighting with someone the other night and I killed him with the pillsbury doughboy poke.  I think that qualifies as the random statement of the day.

Ah, Christmas is almost here and I can't wait.  Still need to do some shopping.  I just hope I don't get another piece of coal this year.

Sad news about the Doughboy.... Sad news, the Pillsbury doughboy died yesterday of a yeast infection and complications from too many pokes in the belly. He was 71. He was buried in a lightly greased coffin. On hand were Mrs. Butterworth, Hungry Jack, Betty Crocker, the Twinkie cowboy, and Captain Crunch. The gravesite was full of flours, and Aunt Jemima delivered the eulogy, saying doughboy never new how much he was kneaded, even though he spent much of his time on half-baked schemes. He was a bit flaky at times but still a roll model for millions. He thought he would always rise again, but no such luck. He is survived by his wife Play Dough, two children John and Jane Dough, and he had one in the oven. His father was Pop Tart. The funeral was held at 3:50 for twenty minutes.