Hello endysis. My name is Darrin, and I am the latest addition to your lime-colored haven of self-discosure and rampant name-calling.

Since only a couple of you know who I am, I suppose I'll tell you how I fell into this mess: One day, fearless leader Eric picked up a newspaper and read a music review he didn't like. He said, "Hey, I'm Eric. I can do better." As a result, he walked up to my desk and dropped off an application to become review his own music. Hi sample was a review of Explosions in the Sky, the other four applicants reviewed The Strokes' "Room on Fire." Eric won by default.

Consequently, two pretentious pricks based a friendship on talking shit and an unhealthy love for alliteration. I began reading endysis, and now, two years later, I now get to share my skewed view of this world with Eric's friends, a girl who loves sandwiches, krumpers, and a diagram of a cloud mysteriously labeled "the internet."

I hope you all don't mind my being here. I promise to stay (moderately) quiet.

(OMG VINNIE PAUL == KEVIN SMITH!)

i wish i knew why i find these so funny... especially the first one...

 
What a crazy few weeks it has been. I'm yet again getting completely sodomized by my classes. The majority of my classes are based around group work, but thankfully I have some pretty radass group-members, which has been a rare occurrence in my past experiences. I did pretty swell on one midterm but not-so-hot on another. Stress.

Sadly, I wasn't able to make it back to the valley on Valentine's Day. Ms. Kim and I were, however, able to get together the weekend before hand. Too much fun. I kind of feel like a teenager again, if that makes any sense.

I attended a simply wonderful concert last night with a simply wonderful crew. Twas KBVR's 40th anniversary and my good friend Darrin pulled together a pretty rocking lineup with Swords (formerly the Swords Project) as the headliner. Daniel and Andrew arrive at 6:15. Show starts at 7:30. We drink many bottles of beer, fill up a flask and walk our asses across campus. Opening was Matinee (which I wasn't so sure about) with Stars of Track and Field following. I managed to get on 'the list' which got me into 'the green room' which got me 'a free sandwich,' which made the night so much more wonderful. Spectacular job, Darrin.

I've been writing a two-person advice column since the beginning of the term. We field questions from the readers and give 'advice.' We made some slight quip about cancer while telling someone that smoking does indeed make them look cool (as ice!). We've been getting more and more letters from readers who don't really like our sense of humor, which is oddly validating. I've managed to get a fair amount of positive feedback as well. I'm not really sure that I like my name being attached to it, but damn if it isn't fun to write. Good shit.

The Mixtape Collective is coming along in short bursts, every few days. I spent a good chunk of time working on an image-uploading system for user profiles. Our interface is really slick. Not flashy, but super functional. We're pretty proud of it. We need to finish the messaging system and the implement some sort of feedback system and I think we can open it to the first stages of beta-ness. No actual mixtape functionality yet, but the user-interaction level is almost complete. Neat.

The final four episodes of Arrested Development (unless someone picks the show up?) aired two weeks ago, back to back. I'm a big fan of the show and let me tell you, that was a viking-funeral ending. At least we got three seasons of one of the best show I've seen on TV. Bravo.

Anyway, Ms. Kim is making a quick trip up here tomorrow. I'm not gonna' lie -- I'm fucking excited.

More later. I love you all.

//edit -- I'm a sucker for mysterious shit like this.

Alright so as some as you know i bought my car and after a few months of having it it started over heating and giving me shit. so i spent the last two days fucking around with it putting in a radiator from and integra. its bigger than the stock one so i had to do some costom fabrication to make it fit and to get the hoses to work. i think i finally got it fixed but i am over it. i am selling that bitch on the street corner the second i get the body work done and am buying a reliable beater. something that i can leave unlocked without worrying about something getting jacked or if the car next to me dented my door with theirs. so if anybody wants to buy my baby, hit me up.

PS the X Games blew this year, judging fucking sucked, they made the skiing slopestyle in a best trick, and the anouncers were total bonewagons.