Greetings, from Gonzaga!

[Justin Leedy]

That's right, everybody, Justin Leedy is back on the boards and ready to...umm...uhhh....post. I got checked in today at my dorm which, despite being a linoleum-and-cinderblock-shithole isn't as bad as most of the other dorms. Classes start Tuesday at ten am and my last class ends at eight-thirty pm. It's not too bad, my only five-day-a-week class is Music Theory 101 (kickass) and the six to eight thirty at night class is only one day a week and is a religion course. I met up with Short-Fuse Solenberger (who has a much shittier dorm than I do) and met a couple of guitar players, mostly hobbyists. I did meet one guy, named Chase, who in every possibe way is a combination of Andy Schmitt and Alex Jones except not as abrasive as either of them. That guy listens to Metal and has long hair and a beard. Right now I'm in my dorm eating french bread with salami stuffed into it and drinking a half-gallon of orange juice. College kicks ass.

[sleepyhead]

menarche said:

linoleum-and-cinderblock-shithole.

sounds like our house in oahu.

but anyway, coolness.

[Justin Leedy]

Holy shit, I almost forgot. Yellowcard is playing at Gonzaga in like a week! I can't believe I forgot that, and I also can't imagine any possible reason that would ever arise leading me to attend a Yellowcard concert, even if Rufio and Moneen (?) are opening.

[Forrest]

If it's not expensive, why not go? I'm sure you'll get plenty of sweet hipster stories from it.

[Justin Leedy]

Because when all the hipsters leave my dorm I can crank my amp up without anyone bitching. And as far as I see it, sixteen bucks is kind of expensive. I could buy an Iron Maiden album for sixteen bucks. Or eight slices of pizza. Or half a blow job.