If it helps, though, I’m also miserably sick but slowly on the up. It was a long long weekend.

CONAN IN CANADA!!!!!!

i hear you on the cold thing. colds are the single worst disease for ruining your day. theyre not enough to excuse you from things so you hafta go and suffer and all that jazz. give me a good broken neck and the subsequent weeks of laying in bed playing game boy any day.

you dream is clearly a message from your subconscious telling you to transfer to york. yup.

you crave the narrow hallways of all the residences here. i walk with my hands brushing the walls all the time.

the wrestlemania thing (and the fact that you havent watched it in years) means that youve been feeling a lack of loud, overly manly jocks who live on adrenaline. come to york next year and youve got that taken care of as well. remember the guy who lives beside me who asked us to turn down the music so he could study? that was the first time i know of him studying or not having linkin park on really loud and singing loudly to it. and his roommate, well… think of someone short at kings. this guys like that only as wide as 13 people on my bed. and basically the ceiling of the sistine shaved into his facial hair. and his teammates on the football team shaved his number into his chest hair (which he shaves regularly now leaving a massive mess in the bathroom). yeah, hed be just a little taller than matt kelly.

the giant pillar is the swastika statue at york. you cant see past it and its in a really bad spot (on a campus full of jewish students).

the candy canes… well thats simple. jess and i. were really sweet. weve been known to cause diabetes.

the morphing is symbolic of your journey to york. you will morph from one type of student (dal) into another (york) and noone will be any the wiser because you will still be a horrible student who gets good grades.

im gonna skip the rest of the stuff and get to the last big thing. the chicken nuggets. they represent chicken nuggets. all the chicken nuggets you would have eaten had you come to york this year. ali and i and usually phill go to macdonalds and run over garbage cans in his parents car and other fun stuff. each thing you learn as you eat a nugget represents each macdonalds-flavored memory that you would have with me and all us fun yorkians. yorkers? us people here anyway.

long story short, you cant ignore your subconscious. it tells you exactly what you want. so yeah, um… do it. i know how much you love linkin park…

I got kinda sad halfway through, though, when I realized they might actually end up having Ted kill himself eventually. And that would make me sad because his band is hilarious.