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Friday, September 23, 2005

"I'm just a failure/ Feeling better than I ever have..."

"20 Though you have made me see troubles, many and bitter,
you will restore my life again;
from the depths of the earth
you will again bring me up.
21 You will increase my honor
and comfort me once again."
Psalm 71:20-21

Well, even the best of us can only hold out so long. I figure I more than owe all of you a wee update (especially you bro), so here's some of the highlights of the past few weeks. Enjoy:

-I learned that lots of sweet tea and greasy eggs first thing in the morning on three to four hours of sleep is a bad idea.
-I can't remember the last time I went to my chem lecture.
-I chilled with a bunch of lemurs on Tuesday. It was cool. I had some more stimulating and profound conversations with those guys than I have had with most of the guys on my hall.
-I ate sushi for the first time.
-I learned that I bear a frightening resemblence to the character of "older Pete" from the old Nickelodeon show Pete & Pete (seriously, check it out).
-I befriended a texan named Austin who lives on an Alpaca ranch 20 miles from anywhere and who has come up with a prototype design for a generator that (if it works) would border on perpetual motion.
-I recently acquired a facebook stalker (like, just tonight).
-I had lunch with Leslie in the Gardens today ('twas quite lovely).
-I have gained a reputation on my floor for being able to put away more food than a man twice my size.
-I have also gained a slight reputation as a kleptomaniac, but I'm sure it's undeserved.
-I may or may not have given someone George's phone number and told them it was mine.
-I rescued a small green dog (a green gelert, actually) and named him Othello.
-I started a clothing line.
-I had a gay guy favorite a bunch of pictures of me on my flickr site.
-I found a source of free Red Bull.
-I am no longer a Donnie Darko virgin.
-I currently have the most facial hair of any guy on my floor of whom I know (sad, ain't it?).
-I have built several robots and made them do my bidding.
-I've learned that I love my friends even more and that they even mean more to me than I thought they did before.
-I wore a Duke shirt on Franklin street at night.
-I decided that the picture on my student ID is actually not a picture of me, but rather of Sven.
-I joined the Duke Escort Service.
-I founded a death squad for my dorm. We currently have around fifteen members, a nebulously defined purpose, and a frickin' awesome official shirt.
-I made two people feel safe tonight.
-I saved a man's life.

Well, I think that should do for now. Hopefully I will not go so long before I post again, but I make no promises because I always say I'll post soon and then I never do, so here's to not getting people's hopes up. Anyways, I'll catch y'all later. I gots me a lab to finish preparing for....and a mini compsci write-up to do....hehe

Leave me so love.

p.s. By the way, everything on that list is 100% true. Really, I'm not kidding.

p.p.s. Check out all the lovely new pictures on my Flickr. Even more to come, just as soon as I label them all.

p.p.p.s. um....yay?


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3:04 AM  
Blogger /es/\e said...

DANG!! The first comment on the Ben post that has been so anxiously anticipated, that we tried to hold it but discovered that our bladders are not built to withstand the waiting line for Ben, is from a spammer!!

1. Add spammers to list of targets for Death Squad.

2. When making lists you should number them so that posters can reply to each comment with ease.

3. I gained a reputation as a moocher, after asking for a few M&M's.

3. Lunch. $7.50. Ben's new t-shirt. $17.99 Discovering there is a death squad that could potentially be hired to do my dirty work. Priceless.

4. I'll take one girls baseball tee in pink. Thank you.

5. I am covered in dog hair and I have coffee breath.

6. Note to self, do not give Ben my number.

Ok, seriously who did you save? Post that story!

Back to work with me... leaving the love.

9:03 AM  
Blogger The George said...

* Still haven't gotten a call from that girl...

* I'm still a Donnie Darko virgin, although one great movie that I have seen so far is Lock, Stock, and Two Smoking Barrels.

* I have gained a reputation on my floor as being weird, cool, gay, a ladies man, short, and up for anything fun.

* I can't remember the last time I read most of my textbooks.

* Ok, get ready for this... I shaved this morning, but last night I too probably had the most facial hair of any guy on my floor. I think that trumps yours in terms of shock value.

* I saved a man's life.
Just kidding.

Anyway, I wanna know how you did... wait, wait, lemme guess... you gave blood? :)

6:34 PM  
Blogger gelfling said...

hm.. also wondering who you saved.. congrats on posting!

10:10 PM  
Blogger PlushToy said...

Alright, alright. Here'sthe story of how I saved a guy's life, and no, I did not give blood (although that was a good guess bro). The actual events are not quite as dramatic as the statement "I saved a man's life" makes it sound, but anyways.

So, Thursday morning I woke up to my alarm (which I groggily hit the snooze button on) and then lay back in bed, wondering if the food at the Marketplace was really worth getting up for when the UPS man showed up at my door and made the decision for me. So I get up and answer the door, half-naked and mostly asleep, where I am confronted by a hasty apology about waking me up and an electronic signature board which is thrust at me. I scribble something possibly resemling my name on the thing and take the proffered package back inside with me. By the time I actually get back to my bed I finally realize that I wasn't expecting anything to be delivered to me and decide to check the address label. Upon doing so I see that the package is actually for one Benjamin C. Arendt over in 207 Southgate (as opposed to Benjamin J. Phillips in 207 Bell Tower). Now, while I can see how the UPS guy could get confused seeing as how he showed up at room 207 and found a Benjamin there, but come on. It says "Benjamin Phillips" in very large, conspicuous letters across the door. All he'd have to dois glance at the last name on the package and see that it wasn't for me. Anyways, I don't have enough time to get it to Mr. Arendt right away, so I put the package on my bed and head over to see if I can grab a quick breakfast before class. Later that day, after I got out of class and finished lunch, I headed back to my room where I of course found the package waiting for me. I decide to grab it and go find its rightful owner right away, and as I'm locking my door I look down at the package and flip it over to the side opposite the address label where a large sticker reading "Emergency Medical, Handle with Care" greets my eyes with its large red lettering. A mild expletive and a short frantic run later, I find myself at the door to Southgate dorm. On the door is a piece of paper that says "If you recieved a package for Benjamin Arendt, please take it to room 207 immediately. It's an emergency!" With a good idea of what's in the box and a mental picture of a man lying on the floor twitching flashing before my eyes, I rush upstairs and find room 207 as quickly as I can. I knock on the door and am greatly relieved to have it opened by a very alive young man of the non-twitching on the floor variety. I tell him that I got his package delivered to me by accident and give it to him and upon receiving it he sort of became mildly ecstatic, thanking me and God and the Easter Bunny. He quickly explains to me (as I guessed) that the package contained his insulin pump which he hadd been looking for in his room for 4 hours that morning (apparently he lost it). He then exclaimed "Now I can live! Thank you so much!" and ran over and gave me a hug. And so, with that and an offer to come over anytime for anything and any reason, I left the halls of Southgate, walked across the grass with the sun breathing down, turned the corner up the drawbridge, opened the door, looked back up at the sky, and entered my dorm having just had a man tell me that I had saved his life....

...and that's my story. Hope it didn't disappoint.

p.s. Leave more love.

1:26 PM  
Blogger /es/\e said...

Screenwriters anonymous is calling. Well told and not disappointing story.

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2:47 PM  
Blogger Catherine said...

oh, I love the story! It's is such a ben story. That kinda thing would only happen to you, kid :)

6:59 PM  
Blogger heartlikeaglass said...

yay! more love! happy story! should have internet back tomorrow (i am at church right now)...

7:22 PM  
Blogger UnderGod77 said...

Sounds like a lot of fun, more fun than studying for an AP ENvironmental Scienc, Ap US History, and a Spanish IV test. I suck at math..........I hate this. AP US history is great but my teacher is a lesbian.

10:34 PM  
Blogger The George said...

AP US history is great but my teacher is a lesbian...

That is hilarious...

6:49 PM  
Blogger heartlikeaglass said...

it's october 2 now - we should watch donnie darko again today. not that i think there'll be time in the day for that (after i sleep and work and festifall and project for israel focus night)...

1:03 AM  
Blogger heartlikeaglass said...

this just in: conclusive new evidence that chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream is GOOOD...

9:58 PM  
Blogger heartlikeaglass said...

caaaan't sleeeep agaaaaaain!!! :P

3:26 AM  
Blogger Catherine said...

thou should post!!!

4:33 PM  
Blogger The George said...

I believe you mean "shouldst"

5:08 PM  
Blogger UnderGod77 said...

It is time for a new post

10:44 PM  
Blogger Catherine said...


4:41 PM  
Blogger heartlikeaglass said...

thank you, george. that's been bothering me for a long time, but i couldn't bring myself to say anything...

10:17 PM  
Blogger heartlikeaglass said...

workin' up towards comment #20, eh? see you tomorrow. or if i don't, i'll track you down...

11:47 PM  
Blogger Kim said...

Ohhh.... post nuber 20.
this past week I ate yogurt with chopsticks
I eat a lot even when I can't tell if the food is good
Rachel calls me Kim-Wonderful and Malorie calls me Special-K
the cafeteria is so bad the peanut butter tastes bad
I'm still waiting for the day I save someone's life...

miss you guys

5:59 PM  
Blogger heartlikeaglass said...

awake, sleeper... after a sufficient period of rest, that is.

2:12 AM  

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