The August doldrums reign supreme here in the village of the damned. Every day is hot. It hasn’t rained for about three months. The villagers finally realized we have a drought going on, and they noticed this right when UVA got going and the village set a new record for water usage in one day. More than 14 million gallons. With just 40k of us, how many gallons does each person use?
I made it outside for a few moments this weekend. I saw quite a few terrorist walking around but the local authorities didn’t seem to care. Of course, I refer to the friendly local smokers who hold that known toxin right in front of their babies face. It is so cute to watch. I never quite get my camera out in time to snap photos of such a beautiful image, but if the temperature is every below 90 maybe I’ll have the energy.
Other local news includes a frat getting shut down the first week of class. Apparently they made a mistake of actually getting CAUGHT doing hazing and drinking. Why do does UVA even bother to pretend that something else goes on? Maybe the admins never leave the white Hoo building. While out dropping 15 pounds on my run today (so friggin hot) I heard a Hoo discussing that he hadn’t stopped drinking since last Thursday morning. He said the best way to avoid a hangover is to not stop drinking. He said he’ll probably sleep in tomorrow and get up around 6pm. Ahh…the good old days of youth.
The most interesting news is that most decisions around here are made base on the date of birth. If you share a birthday with Hitler you are in big trouble here in VA.
Back to hanging out with some macacas. Maybe my buddy George will pop by to break up the boredom.
I’m so damn bored. This village has killed me. I guess I’ll save up some energy and go water my shrubs. Gotta keep using water, since the remains of hurricane/tropical storm E might hit us next week (please…pretty please).
Tomorrow…a closer look at the monopolistic tendencies in the village.
