Man that was dum. what the fuck do they mean inspiration for arts and crafts? I ain't done that faggety ass shit since oh, wait, I already wrote all that here. Man i'm confused with all this mess.

All the other Greeks think that Amber fell down a flight of stairs and landed on her face a couple times on the way down, cuz that's what we're telling everybody. What really happened was I got real drunk at the game ROLL TIDE ROLL TIDE!!! cuz of the 4 flasks I brought in there yeh I drank em all I was hammered! Anyways I got too excited after drinking them flasks and on the way back to the car I started dancing around Amber, like bobbing and weaving, and when we were out of sight of everybody else I squared up and slugged her 2 or 7 times in the face. She doesn't remember because she said she blacked out but I don't remember either because I blacked out to! Anyway she woke me up and I drove her back to her dorm room (thnk you Jesus she doesn't live in the house with her sisters, I woulda never gotten away with that!) before going out to drink at the house with my brothers. Yer damn right I kept drinking, finished off a case by myself!

Good news is taht I told Amberl that if she told anybody about what happened I'd break her nose in 3 places and push her down more stairs and leave her so permanently disfigured that no one would ever love her again. Bad news is that I apparantly got alcohol poisoning Saturday and had to be rushed to the emergency room. The doctors told me I was drinking towards oblivon or something like that, I told him thanks for pumpin my stomach but I'll take my chances. They released me this morning, so I got excused from the classes I wasn't going to neway! I called all the bros up and everbody's gettin a case to celebrate me gettin out of the hospital! As soon as I call daddy and tell him to put more on my credit card so I can pay to have the mailboxes I knocked over replaced. WHOO ROLL TIDE!!!!!

What the fuck do you mean where do I get my inspiration for my arts and crafts? I ain't even though about doin that faggety ass shit since 1st grade when the teacher made us do arts and crafts, and even then I told her to go fuck herself with those googly eyes and popsicle sticks and turkeys made out of the outline of your hand on cardboard paper and...I'm getting away from myself, I don't like any of that shit, that stuff's gay.

My name's Todd James. I go to UA (ROLL TIDE!) and I'm a Theta Xi (Taxi!). I don't know why I opened up this online journal but I figure, fuck, sometimes I need to vent some steam to. Um, I really don't know what all there is I could talk about, so I guess I'm gonna try that stream of consciousness thing I heard about from my faggot Creative Writing professor.

I was listening to Nickelback today. Yeah I know they kick ass! This might sound pussy as shit but I feel like that song If Everyone Cared is about me and my girlfriend Amber. The song goes "If everyone cared and nobody cried, If everyone loved and nobody lied, If everyone shared and swallowed their pride, Then we'd see the day...when nobody died." "And I'm singing, Amen, I'm alive". That's us! We get our ups and downs sometimes but in the end we still love each other. Plus, her tits are pretty big! Oh yeah Hodges STICK THAT ONE IN YER TURKEY!

I think I'm gonna raise my truck another 6 inches or so but daddy said I'd have to pay for half of it this time on account of it lowering the resale value. It'll be the day if I do get that done, though! I'll be muddin forever!

I gotta go get a case of Coor's Light. I know it's not much but I don't want to do any heavy drinking tonight. Oh yeah!