Yikes! When I went looking to see how much karma I had earned in class so far, compared to the class average, I almost had a heart attack. How did you guys get so much karma? I want the com491 class secret!

All I have to say about Buffalo is GIDDY UP.

So I tried posting to the discussion board before for one of my classes. Had a nice long response all written out, spell checked and all. Went to preview it and noticed something I wanted to fix. So I hit back on my mouse hoping I would go to my response where I can edit it. All of a sudden, it disappeared and was telling me to hit refresh to get it back or something like that. So I did, and it took me back to the main page. GONE! Just like that. I started yelling and screaming around my house like nothing you have ever seen or heard before. It was such a good one, if only I could get it back. Well it is time to go pout more about my crappy day ending with that. NITE!!!

Was talking to J today (Jenny--we call each other J and G--cute, n'est pas) and she told me about this surrealist game called the cadavre exquis or exquisite corpse. I didn't really get what she was talking about, so I looked it up on the web. Who would want to do that? If I'm going to take the time to write or draw something, I want my name on it: a big ol' G.K. at the end. Otherwise, what's the use, really?

Ah well, the Yankees lost. It's 1-1 now, heading back to Anaheim. No matter what way the series ends, at least it'll be fun to watch, I think. Sometimes I wonder about these games. It's not even worth it to watch before the seventh inning sometimes! Ah well, what can you do? Well, It's way past when I wanted to go to sleep, so I think I'll try going to sleep now. For real this time, good night!

Uhh, what a day! I work with the most frustrating people. Two of my co-workers got to home from work early because they didn't feel well and started crying. HELLO! I haven't felt well all weekend but I suck it up. Anyways, class was fun today. Prof Halavais brought his dog in. He is the cutest dog ever! It makes me miss mine. I just skimmed over my recent entries, do I sound like an alcoholic? All I keep writing about it drinking! I'm not an alcoholic; at least I don't think I am. Okay, time to get back to the Yankee game. They are loosing right now L! Hopefully they’ll be able to turn this around in the last inning. I’ll write more tomorrow! Good night!

Ahhhhh, do these tests ever end? I am swamped for the whole week, nothing but studying and reading, I think I'm gonna crack. NO, crack is BAD, stay calm, Ginny, stay calm. No crack!

Ok so I am sitting here watching "Real World" and I feel like I am turning into one the "those" peoples. I feel like my weekend is has a sick similarity to some of those girls on the show. After my crazy weekend, I think I might need to take a step back. Hello, why didn't I audition for this show? I could have gotten on. I hope this week of school isn't as exciting as my weekend. I have a lot of work to do and I must get it done. It seems like for the rest of the semester I have one test a week. That should be fun. We'll have to see how this wonderful semester goes. Maybe I’ll be taking a step back and not partying it up so much. See ya on the flip side.

Oye! Aside from those damn martini's I had over the weekend, I should not have taken so many shots of tequilla as well! I still don't feel well. I sure hope it isn't the flu. It would be my luck. Now that I have had some time to re-cap what happened over the weekend, I remember going to a keg party after I left the pub. It was five bucks, all you could drink! The guy had seven kegs, I should have known it was a bad idea from the beginning! Everyone I talked to looked more wasted than me, and I was pretty damn wasted! When I asked people how long they had been there, some replied that they had only been there for about an hour. They then proceeded to tell me that they were so wasted on an account of taking funnels! This guy throwing the party had actually made a 2-story funnel, it even had a shut-off valve! I was peer pressured into taking one, amybe two, no wonder why I don't remember how the hell I ended up sleeping in the middle of a field! Sometimes re-capping can be a bad thing!

After I came back from the pub last night, I was knocked out and I forgot to feed my pregnant hamster. When I woke up, I suddenly remembered so I stumbled half awake to go feed it. Then out of the corner of my eye as I reached for the food jar, I saw something wiggling around under the litter. I thought it was an infestation of some sort, but when I looked closely it was a baby hamster!!! I was shocked to see it. It looked so big already, maybe about a week old. I couldn't believe I didn't notice it!! May be I should cut down on the drinks!! Here is a picture of the little tyke. I decided to name it Homer. Say "hi" to all the people Homer!

Wow what a night! I had no idea I could drink that many martini's- but I must say they hit the spot everytime! We frequent this pub near where I live in the southtowns and make the best drinks available ever! I must say when I have a martini, it gets rid of the stressfulness in my life( school, work, etc.) Anyway, I think that name Ginny sounds like a porn stars name, don't you think? It just sounds like your taking the old Ginny doll and turning it into an X rated porn star....ok that was sick- see what having that many martini's can do to a person!

Well I finally went out last night...I scrapped my plans and ditched Carla. I actually went out with some other friends. No offense to Carla but she still owes me money. My crew made it to Canada! Casino! Baby! We played a few hands of black Jack and I won 40 bucks! Then lost 20 on the roulette wheel.... After the Casino we headed to Daily Planet on Clifton hill. I like totally forgot about...(Brain Fart). I had 4 shots of tequila and Bacardi Silver so I was feeling the buzz. I have a tendency to meet people who like to breaking things or are kind of insane…But then again I gotta love someone like that. Maybe it’s the tequila in my system talking but just because someone buys you four shots of tequila and a Bacardi ice do I owe them anything? I have a tendency to meet them if I’m dancing on the bar or at dollar parties? My head hurts... Hey where the hell is my underwear?

Good morning! Well last night sucked but I guess that was to be expected. I have 3 exams this week so I have to study for those today, but I am sure I will try to find other things to do, which will help me avoid studying. We’ll see. I just can’t seem to concentrate or get motivated anymore when it comes to school. The one exception is for Halavais’s class. I love his class! I know I blew it off Friday but it wasn’t my fault the weather was so crappy! I really do feel bad though.

Speaking of Halavais, I was thinking of taking another class with him next semester called “Media Law.” It sounds interesting enough and I like him as a teacher. This would be my third class with him. Yesterday, I was reading some of the comments students have given him (he posted some on his web page). I actually found mine from Com Theory…it was one of the nice ones. However, there were a lot of mean ones too. I feel bad that he has to read someone’s bad remarks about how he teaches. Gee, I have been talking about Halavais a lot, haven’t I? You’d think he was going to read this or something :-)

Anyways…I went to the movies and it was packed! I had to wait in line for like 15 minutes for my tickets. Who knew so many people would want to see Reese Witherspoon in Sweet Home Alabama. People were sitting on the floor! I also ate like 100 pretzel bites (they are addictive, what can I say). OK well I suppose I should go study now…well actually, avoid studying now. C-ya!

Well after taking a few drinks I realized that Cameron was right...he is always right :). Today I went to the barber shop and it took about 3 hours just for me to get my hair trimmed. Then I came back to the dorms and as soon as I began to do my work, the fire alarm went off. SO then I had to walk over to the computer lab where I am now typing from. Tonight I plan on going to a party that only costs $1. I am thrilled about this because I am cheap (anyone who knows me should know this). I'll tell you all about the party later!

I have an bigger headache spelling "Virginia", than that person with the weather problem. I mean, what kind of user name is that anyway? It's Saturday and i'm stuck in the library spelling Virgina like that. I didn't even start drinking yet. Cameron was wrong, it's not only reflected in my SAT score, but look at the word that took me 45 minutes to spell. I am getting dummer. Maybe it's the Labatt's on my mind, Maybe it's because of Ginny's Place, hummmm. I'm never coming here again. I'm ghost...

Vicky is sicker than I am, and my parents are off playing tennis. It's funny how much this place feels like home and yet doesn't. I feel like I want to clean up a bit, which is a very strange feeling for me. I am not a big fan of cleaning. Vicky doesn't like that I go shooting once in a while. She doesn't approve of a lot of my activities. Well, that's not really true. It would be truer to say that she seems kind of embarrassed by the things I do. It's like she thinks of them as somehow uncool. I don't really care.

She's trying to sleep off her cold. I'm going to hit the market tonight. Got to pick up some tequilla and stuff for fajitas tonight. I think I drink a lot until I get home and realize how much my parents drink. They could probably drink any of the people I know at school under the table. It nothing I ever thought of before I moved out, but now the well-stocked wet-bar seems a bit over the top. I guess it is for Vicky, too, since she claims to be a non-drinking vegetarian now. She talks a good line, but it looks like she can eat meat as long as it's on someone else's plate. We'll see how she does with the chicken tonight...

Long day ahead for me. I promised to go skeet shooting with George and his friend Carla (who thinks she's all that and a bag of chips, but isn't). I hope they don't bring up The Great Potato Salad Debacle again. I see George every week or two, but I see the two of them together only about once a month (I don't know if they are "together" or what, it's hard to think of George in that way, and they seem such a weird match even to be friends), and every time the three of us get together Carla seems to think it is important to get into TGPSD. She called me "Potato Girl" for weeks afterwards, and she still can't drop it. I think the problem is that, well let's just say I don't like Carla very much.

I do like George. Not, you know, like like. Just the singular like. He drinks beer and throws things when the Leafs don't win. Gotta like that in a man. If not for the accident (North American Lumberjack Games 1999 - caused a change in international rules), he'd be the perfect man. But, um, not for me.

Anyway, gotta get ready. Carla seems to think her outfit has to coordinate with her 12 ga. I'm going for Polo Casual - seems a bit more appropriate than her standard Leather Mistress look. I can't wait to see if she wears cute shoes and has to tip-toe through the mud. And if she even says the word "Potato" all morning I'm going to call her Carly. Heh.