so today was easter. happy easter people.

I'm currently watching ace ventura pet detective, and it is QUALITY! I was watching Garden State downstairs, but then I decided to do something that I could multitask to, so I'm cleaning my room(obviously well).

"satan?... oh sorry, I mistook you for someone else"

So I'm gonna go do more of that(yeah right)

I just got back from the easiest test I've taken in my college career... I honestly didn't know they could MAKE tests this easy... but then again, public schools amaze me a lot.

what class you ask... MIS 250... management of information systems(I think)

ok, let me explain leading up to this test...
parents, stop reading this now, otherwise you will be horribly dissapointed
I've gone to this class TWICE... do you understand that? TWICE... once on the first day of classes, and once when I stayed up all night and I was just bored enough to go to it.
both times were before my FIRST test... this was our SECOND test, which means? I didn't go to class when this material was being presented.

I decided yesterday that I wasn't going to go to the test because I wasn't ready for it(obviously) and use my one free one that we get, but instead I decided to look and maybe study the material... I looked at it, and decided it was easy enough stuff... so I started studying and probably did about 2-3 hours of it yesterday(note that I study while talking to people online and such)... so after my CRAM session(sarcasm)... I fell asleep around 2... which means!!! I went to bed BEFORE 2... what the heck was I thinking? well, I got up at 7:45, ate breakfast, felt great, took the test(15-20 minutes of awesomeness), started walking home, saw ben walking TO the same test(that's how fast I finished it), got home, chatted, wrote this and I'm feeling awesome! that's what I was thinking.

hey, on a completely different note, do you ever wake up singing in your head "total eclipse of the heart"? That happened to me yesterday and it weirded me out...

ok, so as I was playing warcraft tonight... well firstly, I play on a pvp server which means that I can kill other people playing the game that are in the same area as me but on the other team(horde or alliance)... I'm on the horde... so tonight, as I was doing quests(to gain experience and ultimately level up to become uber) I found some alliance people nearby... but they were 2 levels higher than me... which kinda sucks... one was a druid(which is the same class as me)... I fought him in the best battle of tonight... I initially started attacking him... and he ran away... so I chased him... I got attacked by some NPC's(non-player characters) and almost died... I ran away... I healed myself, then started chasing him again... found him and attacked him again... he ran away(again), so I chased... at this point I'm starting to wonder why he doesn't just fight me... he has two levels on me... cmon... so anyways, as I was chasing him I caught up and cut him off... put him in roots(which means he couldn't run... and we fought... and I killed him! w00t! it was friggin awesome! I am UBER!!! so after his dead and now motionless body fell to the ground I danced on top of it. needless to say, the fight ranged over two areas(which are big) and took probably about 4-7 minutes(I wasn't counting...)... I killed him twice tonight.

the otehr guy was a rogue. these guys are a little bit tougher because they can turn invisible(which sucks)... so I ended up fighting this guy 5 times over about a half a hour... and I won 4... which brings my grand total to...

6-1!!!

w00t for me killing people 2 levels higher than me! w00t

alright, so I once again started a blog entry with "alright"

I just wanted to come on here tonight to tell you of a quote that came up during our dinnertime conversation at TACO BELL!!! have I mentioned that I love taco bell?? because I do... if you are a girl/woman/lady and want to take me somewhere to eat... if you take me to taco bell, you will gain so many points that it is ridiculous. and of course, I've hit a weird tangent talking about the kickassedness of Taco Bell... have I mentioned why they put urinals so low?

anyways... the quote.

1-"Would you ever have anal sex?"...

2-"I don't think I could get past the screaming"...

1-"That's why they invented ear plugs..."

oh man, that one had me laughing for a while... oh, and if you're wondering, neither of those are from out of my mouth.

good dinnertime conversation topic

anyways, I got bored again tonight(while watching the pullman high school channel at 4 in the morning)... Josh was using my computer, and he happens to be lefty, so I left my mouse over there... my mouse once again is on the left side of the keyboard... course, this will greatly decrease my awesomeness at Warcraft, but whatever, I'll probably get irritated and switch it back.

anyways, so I went down to PBS(pullman building supply) today to buy some paint for the house... and I walk in to meet... dani... not the previously mentioned on this blog dani, but a new one... one I'd never met before... she had this natalie portman garden state aura about her, which I found attractive... also, she's very attractive. so I bought a gallon of paint from her, then left... came home, found that whoever last used the painting supplies(half me, half someone else, I don't really care who, because it allowed me to do what happened next)... I went back to PBS and bought painting supplies... a new reason to go back and stare at her... course, this is when I finally heard her name(man, I should work for the FBI)... so I bought the stuff, and left... again... I came home, played a game of ping-pong(have I mentioned how much I like ping-pong?) with Erik... told him about dani... and he said something brilliant... "do you have paint stirers?" "um... no... it was just made and shaken a few minutes ago..." "dude... you gotsta go back and get a paint stirer"... so... I went back a third time to PBS, but I found a better reason than paint stirers... doorknob cap screws. see, the upstairs bathroom has been without a doorknob for about a month and a half or so... so I thought I might actually fix it... so I found the right size, and once again, bought the stuff from her(she was working the counter)...

this brings me to my next topic. whenever I find someone attractive and think of asking them out, I get really shy. maybe it is my confidence and ego coming to a crash because I realize what a weird looking skinny lazy-ass I am, and I silence myself, but something triggers in my brain that doesn't allow me to talk or act normally, and it gets really frustrating... because this girl was very attractive, very nice, and a whole bunch of other attributes with very in front of them... but yet, I couldn't say "would you like to go out friday night?"... or even "hi, I'm peter...(she says hello and her name) it's very nice to meet you, you have a beautiful smile, would you grant me the pleasure of your presence friday night at (quizno's or taco bell, depending on my mood and cash money money money)" course, maybe it was the fact that I didn't want to be turned down by something I couldn't change(eg: boyfriend, washing hair(it happens, apparently), or not dating for a year because of a bet(also happens)) but anyways, those are things that she could turn me down for, but I have no control over, course, there are also things that she could turn me down for because of her personal opinions(eg: I'm too tall, too pale(understandable), too something else...)... which when I think about it, she could also not turn me down for the same reasons(hopefully not the boyfriend one, otherwise I might end up with my ass kicked in a garbage can on greek row... but other than that, the embarassment factor hits a note in my brain and I freeze up... social skills and humor leave me. ugh, it's annoying... maybe I'll go down there and ask her out tomorrow... doubtful though, I'll probably go down there wearing the same thing I was today(my tux shirt and jeans, with my yankees hat crooked... man, I was banging today)...

anyways, eventhough you all have come to know and love the exciting hilarious confident Peter, there lives in me the alter-self shy and awkward Peter that only comes out when I'm around someone I'm trying to impress... funny how that happens.

so anyways, that was quite a tangent... a tangent from what? I dunno, but it wasn't what I was trying to write when I first got on to write in here... but I guess that is how it works...

I got an e-mail today(in my g-mail account, which has awesome protection from junk e-mail...) but somehow, this one got through... penis enlargment? low mortgage interest rate? nope... a magazine... a humor magazine for men... this is how they opened their letter to me...
"Hey Pete, "If it's too offensive, then you're too old!" (That's what we say to all the critics...and there's plenty of those. lol)"

ok, I will not buy this magazine for one reason, no matter how funny it is. Peter is my name. no one calls me pete. NO ONE. petey? yes. P. Jo? yes. Pete? no... almost as bad as PJ, but not quite. I absolutely hate being called PJ and I won't stand for it, so don't do it jokingly ever... and this is in all seriousness... NEVER call me PJ, I will get angry. Pete is ok, but if you call me it on a regular basis, we might have a problem.

secondly, this "underground humor magazine for guys" apparently doesn't care if they offend people... sounds like a money-maker to me... piss everyone off... course, maddox seems to keep his site well visited, when all he does is rip on stuff.

this magazine is proud of it's witty humor, with such articles as "How to explain war to your retard", "Why Judiasm should be retired", and "How to get her to say 'yes' to 'back-door' lovin'"

seriously people... I'm not making this up... this is a messed up world where magazines like this actually exist... but what can we do? petition! we have a right! oh, wait... they have one too... speech.

anyways, stuff like this happens because people seem to be unhappy with their current life, or maybe they just enjoy humor at other's expense. either way, I'm not going to buy the magazine because they called me Pete. Jerks.

oh, and because my parents gave me some morals. ;)

another thing... it is currently 5:30 a.m. and I'm still up... I love spring break. I DON'T have to wake up for my noon class tomorrow, although I will miss my bowling class, course I went bowling last night, so I guess I'm ok with that.

the mouse is now back on the right side... that was a fun hour of craziness!

caption game!

alright, so all of us in the house went bowling tonight... which was awesome. it's always a good time bowling with erik because he just chucks the ball down the lane... it's awesome... then, we started a game with 18 minutes until our time was done, so we were speed bowling, but it turned into trick bowling... including me picking up a spare backwards-inbetween my legs bowling... the wheelbarrow... the dive... and the funnies one of all... this one takes some explanation though... we were bowling on lane one, which usually sucks, but at Zeppoz they have a walkway to the left of the lane that goes to the backroom, so erik ran down the pathway, right up to the pins and chucked it into them... it was so awesome. goodtimes.

oh, and my new nickname is gordo. John came up with it because I'm trying to gain weight... and once I do, that's all he's going to call me.

and I'm ok with that. It's so awesome to be in Pullman over a break. I absolutely LOVE it. why? I get to be surrounded by people for most of the year. but a week like this doesn't come very often... a week where you drive down greek row, and there is ONE car parked on the side of the road, rather than 2 double parked cars, and 3rd parking. It's quiet. I love it. I can be as loud as I want. Erik, John, Josh, and Brandon are here for the week, so I'm not lonely, but I do have a lot of time to myself. it's awesome... I love Pullman.

I ate some supreme pizza today... and I didn't pick anything off of it. that's right... I ate mushrooms. and onions. and peppers. it was nuts.

finally... the day you all have been waiting for!


the triumphant return of the
CAPTION GAME!

ok, maybe replace stupidity with masochism.

so today I could barely walk due to my extreme workout of deadlifts, running, and sprints on monday... course, during the workout my legs were shaking like mad and I almost fell while running twice.

so walking down stairs pretty much doesn't work due to my legs muscles contracting at the wrong times. crappy stairs... who invented those anyways? joeseph stair? what the hell...

anyways, so the masochism comes in when I decided to go work out tonight. bad idea if I can barely walk... so I worked out my upper body, then came the kicker... I ran.

dumb.

I need to let them rest, not kick them while they're down

anyways... I'm trying to gain weight... goodtimes are in that.

if I gain 50 pounds by the end of the year, erik will give me 5 bucks... I might go for it... the 220 pound peter... what will be next? the inspired peter? ha!

There is one magazine that I actually enjoy reading and try to buy every month.

Men's Health.

it's quality. I was looking at their website tonight, when I noticed this.

my new plan of action against my life and not caring.

When You're Bummed
Exercising releases a fair amount of endorphins that can pull you out of a funk, but depression and mental exhaustion are the hardest moods to overcome--in terms of getting to the gym in the first place. "You feel less interested in everything, which can make blowing off exercise that much easier to do," says Huff.

Schedule just 15 minutes. Mentally preparing yourself to do only 15 minutes can help you through long workouts. "It takes at least that long for the endorphins to do their job," says Huff. "After 15 minutes, you'll likely feel better and go ahead and do the full workout--but you'll have the freedom to go and stretch if you want."

Don't rest. "In one sense, more rest only gives your mind even more time to dwell on whatever's upsetting you," says Butryn. Instead, lighten the amount of weight you typically lift and switch to higher reps with less time between sets--30 seconds, maximum. "Speeding up your weight workout will still give your muscles a workout, while creating enough of a distraction for your mind," Butryn says.

alright, so Alex came over and hung out for a few days, which was friggin awesome, I love that guy so much, he's so tight. We hit up taco bell(my favorite... no seriously... I LOVE taco bell... just ask levi... oh, and where was it that I found out about the urinals being so low in restaurants? taco bell... exactly... mmm gorditas) anyways, we played racquetball on thursday, which was kickass... except that Alex swung backwards(I'm talking full on swing here) as I was lunging for the ball to hit it forward and he nailed me straight in the forehead with the Y of his racquet. I got a cut and it swelled up quite a bit(it's mostly gone now... mostly) but for friday and saturday I was a friggin unicorn... goodtimes, I guess. That was one hell of swing for a ball that wasn't even yours to hit though, alex. I love you bro. N E ways... wow, that was lame.

moving on... Friday alex came to my music 163 class, which is my favorite class. He enjoyed it, my teacher is sort of a nut, which is fun. Then we hung out with his cousin Kylan, who lives in honors(aka the hotel, because it is so nice). Then we went and played some ultimate with the guys in my house and some friends. goodtimes, I love ultimate... course I sort of sucked it up, because it was the first time I'd played this year, so naturally it took my a little while to get into my groove... plus, I've been sick recently, so my body has decayed quite a bit and I've lost a lot of weight, which is kinda gross, but to be honest, I sorta like it(uh oh).

we went to nuthouse on friday night, which was funny as always... John did an awesome job(as always)... then we just sort of hung out for the rest of the time.

all in all it was a fun week(end)... and alex is tight.

and he brought a ping pong table... we're still trying to figure out the specifics of where it is going to go, but it is sweet.

alex rocks also...

I'm going to begin writing something called "The Adventures of Peter and Spanky"... yes, me and my i-pod. what exactly it will entail? I have no clue, but I'm going to start it and see if anything fun comes out of it. but not right now... right now I'm writing a 2.5-5 page paper for sociology... go people!

This weekend must have been hell.

jeez, the 24th? so what could have been taking up SO much of my time that I don't blog at all over that time? well, nothing. I played video games the entire weekend. grasp this concept... the ENTIRE weekend... like I watched maybe 2-3 hours of tv and slept very little... last night was the earliest I had gone to bed and that was at 5. exactly.

which brings me to my next topic.

I have not life... whatsoever.

(on a side note, this might be a large post considering I have lots of free time right now)


You don't have a life? bull crap Peter, you have more friends than anyone I know.
yes, I do know a lot of people. but I don't do squat. I don't hang out with people(in this update I'm talking about people outside the house)... I sit in my house and veg. that's all I do. over the weekend(friday inc) I probably logged in over 30 hours of video game playing... that's more than a full time job(course, they don't work weekends, but shh)... I haven't talked/hung out with my friends here in probably over a month*. I have no clique of people I go and hang out with everyday.

*of course I have the random times where I actually do hang out with someone one day, but nothing is consistent or constant.

Going along with that, my dating life is nonexistant. The one relationship I thought might work ended up not working out because of distance, and well we would NEVER see each other, and that is just out of the question. now I'm just a bored loser who sits at home playing video games, and what women want to date a guy like that? There are some women that I think I could date if the stars started working in my favor and something magical happened, but anything short of that leaves me lonely for quite some time. I mean, at this point, even the potentials are distant, which is just sad.

ok, moving on... I've been in a spiritual static for quite some time. I don't feel the need to put forth large amounts of energy anywhere in my life, and this is part of my life, so it also in turn doesn't get large amounts of energy to change my current place. I'm at a point where I'm not deliberately sinning and acting out against my beliefs, but I'm also not yearning and striving for the Lord like I could be. Which puts me in a place where I do go and praise God, and I love doing it, but after that I don't really do much to sustain the relationship. I'm not good, I'm not bad, I'm chillin'.

alright, well I don't feel like writing more, maybe tomorrow.