Last night Garrett and I crossed FIELDS of icy tundra to see if Andy was still alive. He was like....connected to his computer, and looked as if he'd been living in a cave for weeks, feasting on children. The English department was trying to take his soul.

Dave: Come to think of it, I don't even know no old James.

Speaking of...I wonder if Lucas is still alive...we could sacrifice him to Andy for sustenance.

The Garrett fest was not too bad, although he beat me in the smashing of the bros. He was a little drunk last night, and probably announced "Numbcock" twenty times in Goat's apartment. NUMBCOCK! NUMMMMBCOCK!