A broken man.

Like that iron man runner that hobbles towards the finish line in that Gatorade commercial, I am officially done with my first year of university. My finals season was spread out over about two weeks and broke me like a steed. Be it stress or Canada, I have somehow acquired a cold/infection/curse that led Kathryn and I to a French, socialist hospital last night. Alas, I trudge on.

Now that my pity party is over, let's get on to the good stuffs. I officially will NOT fail out of school, I live with my best friend who I am madly in love with, there is no more snow on the ground, and best of all, the Cubs are in first place. Life is good.

It's nap time now. There is another hockey game tonight so if you don't hear from me, just assume that I was torched in a drunken, sovereign-obsessed, police car-burning riot.

(sorry for the horrible music in this video)

Hillary! (Sorry good Hill, it's about Clinton)

In honor of Mickey's snarky Clinton video...

Oh no!

Iiiiiiiittttttttt's finals time again folks! So everyone just say a little prayer for me so I don't fail out of school and get shamed back into the United States.

I would like to commend Jude on the filthiest, most thought out comment I've ever seen.

And I am just going to ask everyone to hold out for another week or two until finals are over and then I have a few ideas that I've been kickin' around the ol' bucket upstairs that'll knock your socks right off.

Finally, I just want to share this with all of you. The internet gives us all a good laugh every now and then, but I feel that this is the funniest thing I've seen in the history of ever - The Dangers of Being a TV News Reporter:



Goodnight and good luck.