Shaun Lewis: the Man, the Myth, the Legend

Today is Monday.

It has been a little while since I have updated this beastly thing of a diary. The layout has been changed. I thought to myself, “I want something with toasters.” Sure enough, look to the left — a toaster.

My weekend was a weekend. Friday, I did stuff, Saturday, I did not. Sunday, I did some stuff. The most interesting part of my weekend was early Monday morning. It was 3 in the morning, to be exact, and I had to pee. So, after doing my business, I went to the lobby to play the piano. Then, two drunk girls came in and started playing the piano with me. I don’t know who they were, but one of them passed out and hit her head on some of the keys of the piano. I think it was a G chord.

Now, normally when something like that happens, you run for help. However, I was pretty tired, so I went to my room and slept. That was some good sleepin’, too.

Today, I went to class. My day and weekend has been rather uneventful. Perhaps there is more, but I can’t think of it right now. I am almost finished with War and Peace. I didn’t read it this weekend and I wish I had.

Man, this is really boring. I think I’ll write something again when I am more creative. So, I am going to leave you with a final thought: If Cher and Madonna were pitted against each other in a Fight-to-the-Death Match, would anyone care who won?