WHISKY JACK AND THE SNOWBALL FIGHT

Yo everyone!
its been quite some time! I'm here to tell you all about last nights epic adventure, so without furthur ado here I go...

so im sitting in my room last night, I had just finished studying and was about to hit the hay when all of the sudden i hear a giant "CATHUNK!" on my window. Holie jumpins...is it the window man? maybe he wants another beer. NO! its a HOOLIGAN! someone had just thrown a gigantic snowball at my window. yelling various profanic insults out the window I turn off the light and gaze out. to my suprise there is about 20 trent students running around in the quad whipping snow at one another. Its only 1 am....plenty of time for a snowball fight! besides, im not even sleepy! So i grab my coat and my Fireball and out I had....for what is a snowball fight without whiskey?!?. I had a jolly good time, although i got hit in the head multiple times and at one point believed my ear had actually been blown off by a snowball. Fabio from 4 South had my back, but i quickly realized that 4 West was being pooly represented. I was the only soldier there from our floor. Grabbing my friend Zac we headed up to 4W to rally the troops. On my way up the elevator i remebered Dougies boat. We STILL havent road it down a hill. After calling on Dillion and Adam me and Zac headed stright to Dougies room and pounded furiously on the door for a good five minutes. he wasnt waking up, but other people in rooms down the hall were. "STOP THAT DAMN KNOCKING!". alright, alright, we will carry on without Dougie and the Dingy. To our dissapointment the war had ceased when we returned outside, so we decided to build a snowman. I have dubbed him Whisky Jack for obvious reasons. This morning I woke up to a bottle of water being poured on my face. "What the hell did you wake me up for last night asshole!, now its my turn!" says Dougie. Sputtering and complaining about the water I retort "If we woke u up why didnt you say something!" at the time we thought he was asleep. "You think I'd give you that satisfaction?!" .....i guess not.

thats all for now folks! but remeber....wednesday is International Disabled Persons Day....like an early christmas for gimps!
all gifts can be mailed to the following:

Gzowski College
??? Pioneer Road
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Canada ON

and for the record....Whisky Jack is the drunk one....not me....i just always get blamed for stuff. and the look on my face is always that

dumb.

PSYC LAB

labs labs labs. i hate labs. they are sooo boring! right now I am currently in a psyc lab being taught pointless garbage at 8 at night by an 80 year old lady. hey lady! i dont give a damn about how to make study schedual! and how is that even REMOTLEY related to what were learning in psychology?!! one minute its acadian rythms, the next.....a gay study schedual. right now i am too infuriated to write. good evening.

RICE PUDDING

As it goes friends often have a lot in common. I guess thats why their friends. One of the things Dougie and I have in common is our undying love for rice pudding. It all started on our first grocery run into town. I purchased a pack of rice pudding cups, and of course a majority of them were eaten by dougie, just like the rest of my snacks. Thats just the way things go around here. Ever since then weve been dangerously addicted to rice pudding, but its no easy find. A good rice pudding is a rare and uncommon gem, very hard to find in the streets of peterborough. Recently we have realized that there arnt any wholesalers that sell industrial, commercial sized tubs of rice pudding. Not even COSCO. this frightened us. we need our rice pudding and we need it bad. we have decided to resort to extreme measures and make our own, using an oven and fridge as provided by our friend Fabio. the recipe is as follows:

• 1.5 cups cooked rice
• 2 cups milk, divided
• 0.33 cups sugar
• 0.66 cups raisins
• 0.25 teaspoons salt
• 1 tablespoon butter
• 1 egg, beaten
• 0.5 teaspoons vanilla
• Dash nutmeg or cinnamon, optional

Combine rice and 1.5 cups milk, sugar and salt in heavy saucepan. Cook over medium heat. Stir occasionally until thick and creamy, 15-20 minutes. Blend remaining half cup milk and egg. Stir into rice mixture. Add raisins. Cook 2 minutes longer, stirring occasionally. Add butter and vanilla. Spoon this into serving dishes. Sprinkle with nutmeg or cinnamon if desired. Serves 4.

This version is even more delicious! ITS BAKED!

• 0.5 cups rice
• 1 quart milk
• 0.5 cups white or 0.66 cups brown sugar
• 0.5 teaspoons salt
• 0.25 teaspoons nutmeg
• 0.5 cups seedless raisins

Combine rice, milk, sugar and salt; pour into buttered 1.5 quart baking dish. Bake in slow oven (300F) one hour; stir occasionally. Add nutmeg and raisins; continue baking another 1.5 to 1.75 hours. Makes six servings (though I ate it in two sittings).

Scratch the raisins! those r nasty! all we need now is some pans, perhaps we'll raid the kitchen.

Halloween Adventures

Hello everyone!
just sitting down with a cappuccino, (good coffee is hard to find on campus) preparing to tell you all about my awesome weekend. it goes like this...

We started our weekend off with one of our bi weekly trips to the LCBO, and, unable to decide what to get we decided to all chip in and split a Henikin Mini Keg. good start huh? It was halloween...or Hallows Eve as I like to call it, (it makes me sound sophisticated) so we all Max Doug and I journied up to 5th floor and did a few shots with the girls up there. it was jokes. they were all going to a kegger, so Max and I decided to follow suit, but Dougie sat this one out. he probably sat in his room and jerked it all night, hes cool like that. The kegger was a little crazy, we had an awesome time. After we hit the kegger we decided to check out the Trasheteria, a local club, we had no idea how I was gunnah get in, being 18 and all, but we were ripped out of our minds so we didnt really care. Logic isnt one of our strong points, even on a good day., So were on our way to the Trash and Maxer gets a call from one of his old Flemming buddies who invites us to ANOTHER kegger. The next thing you know were at this kegger and im taking a leak on this guys front lawn, I have no idea how we got there but im pretty sure a Taxi was involved at some point. But anyways, this kegger was intense. Everyone there was from the shwa, all running with gangs and shit, and fights were a constant thing throughout the night. We were chilling in this one room when this guy, who was dressed like an old lady, grabbed Max's collar. Three of max's old friends were all over this guy, and the next thing you know he's sprawled out on the ground, but this had started a chain reaction. it was a full out brawl and people were throwing punches left right and center. Before I knew what was happening A Blue M&M was all up in my face and i ended up giving him a shot to the face. After everything had cooled down a little Max and I decided to peace outta there. We stayed at his friends house, Davey Jones, who looked alot like Sloth from the Goonies....you know the guy they feed the baby ruths too? He was an awesome guy, i dont remeber much but i do remeber him saying "You guys are my BOYS! ill kill families for you!!!". haha...alright buddy....atleast your on our team. we ended up taking a "shortcut" through a construction site and getting caked with mud, halway there we decided it was too far and took a cab the rest of the way. Waking up the next morning max and I had no idea where we were, what we had done, or how we had gotten there. for some reason we were both missing our shoes, i was down one sock. oh....and another thing...we had a pocketfull of firecrackers?!? dont ask me why. So anyways, we walked out side, at first we thought we were in Japan cuz we saw a group of Japan girls, but, after hitting up coffee time and asking if we were still in Peterbougroh, we got our bearings and took a few buses home. Arriving home around 4 PM we wanted some revenge on Dougie for not joining us so we tossed a few lit firecrackers under his door. It turns out he was taking a nap, and when they went off he ran into the hallway with his boxers on. Me and max hightailed it outta there but the firecrackers were so loud that there was confusion in the entire hallway....and dougie in his boxers.

Anways, thats all for now but more to come later. Dougies here so i gotta go.