So I forgot to post last night. No one is shocked. It's weird because I even talked to Eliot at dinner about how I needed to write my Classic Brian and yet I went to bed around midnight without a second thought. Oh well.
I only have about ten minutes before I need to leave for class again but I thought I would at least throw something out there, so here it goes.
I miss you guys. For realz. I miss my friends from this summer. Even you Brendan. I miss my friends who would go play tag and climb on shit and play four square even though we graduated high school and we were supposed to be getting schwatsed. I miss the improv troupe and the people we hung out with. I have made awesome friends here that I love but no one truly understands my humor. I always feel like I need to explain my humor or ease into it or something. Four members of Classic Brian go here but we are all so separated that it still doesn't help. Plus, it is still a partial group so the dynamic isn't right. Honestly, I often didn't feel like doing improv on Sundays from 3 to 5 but I went anyway because I got to be myself 100 percent including being annoying as hell and it would be fine.
Conor O'Brien. You're a faggot. I wish you went here. I secretly hope you don't find anyone as cool as me at Oklahoma because I'm selfish. I still consider you my best friend. Probably mostly because you don't like me that much and I think you're a douche. I doubt I will find anyone I can connect with as hard as I do with you.
Anyway, fuck all of you.