Post Game and Final Thoughts

(Esther Showalter)

Two of the most common exaggerations that people at Duke throw around carelessly every day can be unexaggeratedly applied to 5pm - 12pm of Saturday, March 6.

Epic - heroic; majestic; impressively great; of unusually great size or extent; worthy of poetry.

Awesome - inspiring awe

Awe: an overwhelming feeling of reverence, admiration, fear, etc., produced by that which is grand, sublime, extremely powerful, or the like; power to inspire fear or reverence; fear or dread.

And all things considered, watching Duke beat/overcome/subdue/pound/whip/toast/cream/trash/permanently humiliate/punish/squish like a bug/maul/thoroughly cheese UNC in Cameron Stadium was utterly amazing, but tenting for more than a month beforehand gave it a flavor of excitement that no amount of well-played basketball could ever muster on its own. It's all about the hype, I think. And maybe the blue paint soaked into my skin had something to do with it. Blue paint which not only washed off beautifully but was, according to some Line Monitors who as we all know always speak truth, "more Duke Blue" than what the Lobby shop was selling. Major kudos to Captain Our Captain for trusting some Home Depot guy, who turned out to be right.

Favorite comment of the night: “Girl, you are very blue!”

Like Robert said, if you watch the game, you notice a blue blobby area in the bottom left of the fan crowd, which is The Fortress. The totally blue skin totally worked totally.

Apparently the line monitors got 1600 people into the stadium section. Epic, Zach White, just Epic. And The Fortress was standing right in front of a gap between the writer desks so it was like having a whole 4 square feet to ourselves – the Maryland game felt more crowded than this one. I’m going to aim for the front row every time now.

During the half-time show I went out to get water and when I came back a security guard told me I couldn’t go in the way I came out, that I had to go around to the other side (the student entrance nearest the door to Cameron) so I went back around and found a bunch of other people who had been told they couldn’t get back in either. I thought, Great, now I get to sit the rest of the game out behind all the bleachers. How purposeful. So I thought that maybe, just maybe I could condense myself into the size of a micron and hold my breath and maybe, just maybe, be able to squeeze through the crowd back to where the Fortress was.

Nope. Not a chance. Not a shadow of a chance. Not a ghost of a shadow of a wheeze of drop of a chance. I got 5 people in, knocked the same guy off his bench 3 times, then gave up and jumped out. Then I went around back to the stadium entrance that I had originally left by and the security guard wasn’t there anymore so I went right in and ran back the where the Fortress was when a break got called in the game. Well done, security guy. You securely guarded Cameron Stadium from all blue-painted basketball fans. Except you didn’t. And since you apparently also let in two more Bodnars than actually go to Duke, it’s a triple fail. But we forgive you. Because Duke cheesed UNC.

I read somewhere that even if Duke hadn’t scored a single point in the whole second half of the game, we still would have won.

Epic. Awesome.

Thanks to everyone in The Fortress who woke up one morning and thought, Yep, I think I’ll Tent this semester, and replied to Jonathon’s email. Thanks to Jonathon for sending out that email. Thanks, in no particular order, to Claire, Nick, Jonathon, Brandon, Cameron, Hannah, Laura, Lewis, Michael, Robert, and Tim for sticking out Black, Blue, and White Tenting and never complaining beyond what is necessary and expected when you live outside under a tarp for more than a month in Winter, and for always being excited about and juiced up about and looking forward to The Game To End All Games. Getting to know each of you was more fun than I ever expected to have while Tenting. These last two month have quite metaphorically blown all my preconceptions about Tenting out of the water. If this is how tenting with The Fortress goes the very first year ever, it absolutely needs to happen every year from now on.

Happy Spring Break, everyone!

Here’re some more favorite memories:

Jon Scheyer’s look when Laura and Claire and Hannah and I ran up to him and asked him to take a picture with us. I don’t think he actually heard all of what Laura said, but he did hear “picture” and – as it came from a bunch of smiling girls – probably agreed on principle. Then Laura turned and shouted something like “Hey Fortress, come take a picture!” Imagine slo-mo now: Scheyer turns his head to see who Laura’s shouting at and sees eight guys + two Bods jump up and start running towards him. His congenial smile slides off in momentary confusion and - as fighting or flighting kicks in – mild terror flickers across his expression. Then he rallies magnificently as we prove to be only Fans and gives us a big Scheyer smile for the picture. That photo is going to get passed down to someone’s grandchildren. He still does look a little confused in the picture, though. I guess that's just how everyone feels after The Fortress happens to them.

Jonathan standing on a trash can pounding a sign post two feet into the ground with a rock. Every other tent was soooooo jealous.

Midnight Stat 113 parties with Tim and Tanner and Josh and a few other people as we tried to figure out what in the world our professor was expecting of us. What does REGRESS in MATLAB actually do anyway? The only thing that would have made those parties better would be if Stat class had just gone away.

Waking up for a Tent Check at 3am during Black Tenting and knowing that in JUST FOUR HOURS I could finally go take a warm shower!

Also during Black Tenting, hiding my head in my sleeping bag all night because otherwise I would be breathing down Robert’s ear.

Bugging the line monitors to give us more tent checks. We were there all the time anyway, we might have well have checkmarks next to our names on some piece of paper somewhere to show for it.

Getting cookies from people I don’t know but now love.

Reading the blog and wishing I could spend all day in The Fortress because so many interesting things went on there when I wasn’t around.

Sitting in the Bastion and listening to the Randos talk about The Fortress and sniggering – yes, sniggering – about them with Michael.

Choosing the one night it snowed to camp out in the walk-up line for the Maryland game.

Introducing myself to Tim twice.

Thinking Cameron was a Rando snooping around the Bastion when he woke me up to replace me one morning. He really did look like he had hair.

Nick always wearing shorts. This I still don’t understand.

Claire’s tyres. And strutting through the London airport (Heathrow?) like a celebrity.

Poking around Wilson Gym trying to find all potential electrical outlets.

Lewis declaring war on the other tents. This was just an ongoing phenomenon, I think, not one specific time.

Laura, once upon a morning of black tenting: “It’s 7. I love you all, but leave.”

Watching people’s faces when I told them we were Black Tenting and explained to them why it was so easy.

Trying to decide if people would understand if I said “Tarping” instead of “Tenting”.

Finding out that people to whom no one in the Fortress is related read this blog.

Hoping the person whose sleeping bag I’m stealing won’t also be spending the night in the Fortress and wanting it back.

Hannah getting bronchitis the first week(ish) of Tenting and still sticking it out. You inspired us all, Hannah.

Brandon’s steadfast devotion to all things Lemur despite all mocking that came his way – and then giving up the lemur suit for the sake of Fortress unity when the Game came.

Leaving for a weekend of skiing right in the middle of Tenting – did anyone ever make a cake for the line monitors after all? Are there pictures?

Genuinely missing Black Tenting because it was more interesting with two people in the tent during the day – then sniggering some more internally whenever people complained about Blue Tenting.

Watching everyone’s Facebook profile pictures gradually turn blue after the Game.

Still picking blue paint out of my knuckles. This will probably still be happening in a month. I look forward to comparing Knuckle Paint Quantity with all of you when we get back from break.

Less Favorite Moment: Deleting the "Tenting Schedule" bookmark from my browser window

Props to Terry Pratchett for inventing the word “cheesing”. It’s like creaming, but it goes on for longer.

(Robert Francis)

Another one bites the dust, the fat lady has sung, we’re cashin’ in our chips, our frogs in the frying pan, and its time to give it a rest. Tenting had to kick the bucket eventually, it said it’s prayers, and when push came to shove it ended well. But now it’s belly up, stick in a fork in it, it’s done. Now that I’ve listed just about every finality related cliché I could think of it’s time to pull the plug (couldn’t resist one more). We’ve gone out in a blaze of glory (maybe 2 more). The entire experience was amazing and definitely something that will help to define my Duke career. The Fortress was a phenomenon. Our infamy around K-Ville and reputation with the line monitors was a testament to the people in The Fortress and those who are our allies. It was a great group of friends and has brought me much closer to all of them. Unlike other tents we had a real team since about everything with everyone doing their part and then some. Everyone raised the standard and did more that they needed to. We never missed a check. We did everything we had to with the help of everyone. The Fortress had such a great since of pride and unity it was awesome. My parents said that as they watched the game our section stood out as the only solidly blue section. I think the way we were in the game well represents our tent. We were a solid, close group of people who worked together and had an awesome experience. Farewell for this year Fortress, I cannot wait for Fortress II. It was an epic game and an epic experience. All is well.

(Lewis Purcell)

Before I enter my final thoughts I just want to conclude with some stories.

Showering in belltower and destroying the showers and getting that paint off was awesome.

Hanging out in blackwell commons, markering up Gavin's face, and being Russian by kissing all the girls and guys out of happiness rocked.

Sam and Andrew Bodnar getting into the game was so epic.

Going to get the last bench that went into the bonfire was so great - Dean Sue told us we could (Case and I; founding members of Duke's Riot Team) so we went to get it well two gay frats wouldn't give us their benches (though one we did take their whole case of beer since they were being retards) so we took Keohane's but twas so far away and so we started carrying and we made it after several archway stuck spots but when we were in the last arch before the bonfire they were like NO - you can't. NO MORE. And then Dean Sue was like, "Case, NO" but he reminded her that we had said we could and they said take it back - well it was both stuck and it was over 600 yards downhill - we weren't about to - so we started to leave and they were like - who's gonna take it back - Fine - Burn it - so we did. Was epic.

Ok - so my final thoughts.

Tenting has been one of the funnest experiences of my life. I love each and every fortress member and I'm so glad we went through this together. I can't wait till next year when we have two tarps and double own. I hope the line monitors evil plans of making us line monitors completely fall through. Black Tenting was so much fun - and we can always remember and tell our great grandchildren how we were the first to black tent. And Finally I would like to nominate some Fortress Hall of Famers; Nick Bodnar - First Fortess Tent Captain. Tim Lin - Administrative Brigadier General of Agricultural Studies - Blog Master *For making the blog - one of our coolest aspects and for always being in the tent. period. Jonathan Τhielmаn - Unsung Hero *For always picking up slack in the tent both literally and morale'ly and never getting credit for it* and finally for Esther Showalter - MVP of Fortress *for being the most resourceful man or woman of the tent and always volunteering for anyone who couldn't take a spot*

Anyone second my nominations?

It's Been Epic. Love, Lewis Jake Purcell - Head Engineer of the Fortress.

(Esther Showalter) - Post-game

Oh this is beautiful. For the record, Dick Vitale is wearing Cameron's hair.

http://sports.espn.go.com/ncb/photos?gameId=300650150&photoId=501087

Saturday 3/6 - GAMEDAY

(Robert Francis) - 23:50

Back to where I left off. So once I got back and got dressed I sauntered over to the bus stop where I met with the Fortress (btw I love how Fortress has come to refer to both the structure and the group of people. )

ex 1) Though all of K-Ville was annihilated by grenades, The Fortress stood strong and wasn't so much as singed.

ex 2) Fortress, rally to the Dillo for dinner!

Back to business. So we rode on over and walked to K-Ville there we met up with other members who had brought along blue and white paint. I cut a few girls shirts and then the painting began. We headed out to the parking lot and were followed by a camera man and a couple news-y type people. As we got ready we explained who we were and what was about to happen. We began with Jonathan Cameron and Nick did a majority of the paint application while I sponged to get in evenly distributed. The system worked well. Jonathan was done in no time. The girls started going too, then Nick, me and Michael all got painted. After I got painted I was interviewed by the TV people who had been filming us the whole time. They asked some questions about game and what the K-Ville was about. I did my best to represent the Fortress. When he asked what our group was I said "Well, we're the Fortress and we're kind of a big deal." So there. After that I painted Tim like Avatar (The last air bender not the Na'vi). I did an arrow down his forehead and hands. He jumped and we took picks, it was cool. Once painting was finished and we were all a solid unit of blueness, we got some pizza which sadly I couldn't eat since My mouth and hands were already blue. We got in line and waited. We took photos with Zach White, the Crazy Towel Guy, and The Fortress. But we waited in line and got pumped for the game. There was literally someone checking you every three feet into the game. It was quite the impressive set up. I saw them calling down one guy claiming to be in the band. The game of course, was epic. What else could it be? We were winning by around 30 for the majority of the game. My voice was gone so I had to pretend to chant all the chants. Dick Vitale came over to the Fortress, stole Cameron's blue wig, and crowd surfed right over the Fortress. At this time I apparently received a personal close up on TV as I photographed this occurrence. I'm gonna stop now...

(Lewis Purcell) - 15:45

College GameDay was pretty sweet. Nick's BodFam got so much air time - but I got some too. I'm pretty tired and wanna take a nap here soon. I hope Nick can get his brother and sister into the game; they didn't end up getting in the walk up line at all so... Cam and I just made some signs for the game - one for each of the seniors; "Zoubs we *heart* you!" "Scheyer 4 Ever" and "We *heart* LT"... My favorite part is how they were all UNC proof - the mixing of symbols and letters was sure to be impossible for them to read - and don't even get me started on the mixing of letters and numbers. I'm gonna take a nap now and go to west a bit early to get a basketball shaved onto my head for the game. Can't wait to dominate tonight.

(Robert Francis) - 14:04

OK so we woke up to be in K-Ville at 9 (yuck!). I forgot my awesome black tenting jacket and looked like a fool. Almost as foolish as having pants on the ground! Anyway so there we were Duke-d out in blue and white waiting in line, outside of Cameron, at 9 am, for ESPN Gameday (wow, lots of prepositional phrases). We piled into the student section. Some of us were third row center, some first row off-center. What happened next was spontaneous cheering for nothing to the cameras for the next 4 hours. They'd be like "cheer!" and we'd be like "wwwwwoooooooooooo aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh#^YY*()@)**(_){ODTUF!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Then we would repeat. I made a sign for Lewis. It said vertically UNC(in red) and then horizontally Unqualified NIT Contenders(in blue). We were all on TV alot. Since we got kinda bored we started doing things like pointing to the camera when it came on us, whammying the camera, and general tomfoolery.

After this event Elyn generously drove Claire, Laura, Hannah, and myself to Target. There was a deceptively summery feeling to the whole venture, no doubt caused by great weather, listening to music, and driving with the windows down. We bought the girls' shirts and shorts for the game and we all got aviators so that we could be über cool. We also stopped by Party City and invested in some blue hair gel. Then on the way back to school we stopped at Whole Foods for pizza and then began prepping for the game.

(Esther Showalter) - 08:49

The Campus Van Dweller talked about us! - http://spartanstudent.blogspot.com/2010/02/krzyzewskiville.html

(Lewis Purcell) -04:15

So Personal Checks Round 2 have gone a lot better. Its been a blast. We shared the bottle of wine that Jonathan snagged from __________ - and has some epic toasts; "To The Company of Friends, to the Approach of Our Enemies and to the Grace of God and Zach White," "To Bromance," "Europe," and "Zoubek, Coach K and Duke Basketball!" I wanted to make all 5 of the PChecks but I was talking to someone so I missed the 4rth Check - but next year. We were gonna do the gallon challenge but by the time Nick got the milk and got back everyone had lamely left. I am gonna go to bed now at 4 - kinda early for me - this past week has been 5 -5 -2 -5 -4 in the morning - and never waking up past 10 so yea. I love the Bod Family - they make my life funner. I love how tonight they got the cool jackets meant only for black tenters. Well, chiling for now - gotta go to college gameday tomorrow pretty early.

Friday 3/05

(Robert Francis) - 23:02

So the Fortress ad its allies met at the Dillo at 7:30 and had a rockin' dinner. After many pictures and a few bananagrams rounds we headed to K-Ville for personal checks round two. There was a calmer start to the evening. We took Fortress pictures, cleaned up, and took down the Bastion. All of K-Ville lined up for Coach K's talk, and the Fortress decided to just wait. THEN as we were sitting there taking pictures of the Cameron Stadium sign, we saw him. John Scheyer. Walking towards the doors of Cameron. The heroic females of the Fortress adopted a façade of a fan girl attitude and asked to if he would endure a photograph with the Fortress. He ACCEPTED! And now we are photographed with him!!!!!! Soon after a check was called. The Fortress stylishly lined up in alphabetical order for the convenience of the line monitors. THEN after managing to get into the very front row of the Coach K speech (foreshadowing) we got awesome black tenter jackets! They're blue and look so legit when we all where them. We hung out for the rest of the evening until we got our third personal checks.

(Tim Lin) - 14:37

So Robert decided he wanted to rearrange all the blog posts so that the earlier posts during the day are at the beginning of the post. I wasn't quite sure why. Something about a book? Oh well. I guess that means I have to post under him.

Last night was...wow. So many drunk people. Apparently there were about 5 or 6 EMS calls. And it was barely 00:30. That's only slightly ridiculous. And by "slightly," I mean "inconceivably." People were told to get out of there. No more personal checks last night. That means there will be 4 tonight. Yeah.

Spring break is almost here. Carolina is almost about to lose. There will be a parade. People will be singing everywhere.

1!!

"DO YOU HEAR THE PEOPLE SING?!"

(Robert Francis)- 15:29

Yes all, the blog is now completely rearranged so that it runs chronologically within each day. This is important: 1) because now when we go back it will be in the order it happened and we can read down instead of bottom to top 2) so that the blog can be made into a book. I rearranged it for about two hours yesterday and today have worked on the book for three. So that'll happen for anyone that wants one, but it may take some time.

(Lewis Purcell) -15:17

Spring Break - so elusive is almost here - sitting in EOS 11 - my last class - then I work till 8 - then its a party!!! I'm excited. I have a complaint - i think Robert rearranged all of the times on the blog - it confuses me and I don't like it. On a different note - I was so sad that k-ville party got shut down so early - i was excited for it. But a bunch of duke students who always have work said they will participate in the festivities tonight (brandon and cam!). Since I had two midterms today you would think I would have gone to bed at 1 when we got personal checks off; however I did not - decided to hang with the Bodnars. I was however by 2:30 in Nick's common room firmly convinced that I should go to bed and that no one could convince me to get up. 3 and half hours later eating McDonalds in the BC I still had two midterms the next day when I fell asleep at 5:50 in the Bryan Center. Tim was also asleep in there when we got there and left. Anyways - im excited for the party tonight.

(Robert Francis) - 13:03

SPRING BREAK! Finally these past couple days have been killers. Now we're free! I just failed a math quiz (Question: how fast is the distance between two cars changing? One was going 75 mph the other 90 mph. My answer? Literally 9450 mph. It was not a good day). But now it's over!

So personal checks last night...I showed up at about 11:30 since rehearsal ran late and there was personal check at 12, then I went home. But in the brief half hour I was there I saw 2 unconscious people, 6 police officers, 2 ambulances, 3 Bodnars, and about 2843 beer cans. It was quite impressive. I then found out that there were going to be no more checks that night (The Fortress has people on the inside) and was very happy about my decision to leave.

and finally...most importantly...ONE DAY MORE!!!

Thursday 3/04

(Robert Francis AND Brandon Semel) - 00:29

Two notable things are currently happening!

1) Brandon is present while I am blogging. it's almost like he's part of our tent!

2) Someone is unzipping the Bastion! We don't know who because Nick said the randos were gone and Brandon and I are both in here. It's either Robert Ryan planning some evil fake tent check, the randos seeking revenge, Liechtenstein, Lord Voldemort or a bear...I'm not sure which. But these mortal enemies are clearly the only options. I'm going to sacrifice Brandon. Don't tell him!!!!

-- Robert, it'll be a race to see which one of us can run faster. The bear gets the loser.--

whoa whoa whoa. Stop the car! STOP. THE. CAR!!!! OMG!!!!!! Brandon contributed to the blog. I may faint. This is a momentous occasion. It must be celebrated with a feast the likes ofAsgård have never seen! Tick Tock just came on in a car parked near K-Ville.

Anyway there was just a tent check and the siren didn't even come to our half of K-Ville. I thought I heard something and got out. Then I told Zach White. I said "The siren never came to this half of K-Ville" and he was like "I'll go tell 'em", shaking his head in shame. The other line monitors also decided to do the tent check in an achronological order (the root a- (Latin) meaning: not or without). The shame of some of these inept line monitors. How does Zach deal with them?

Brandon is off brushing his teeth and we're trying to watch American Idol tono avail since the Internet is being silly.

(Robert Francis) - 12:55

Interesting occurrences in K-Ville today. A tent check siren was sounded at approximately 11:07. tangent --Hey everyone! remember that time at RUF fall retreat that some of you changed the wake up siren from a siren to The Final Countdown? And the speakers played it not once, but TWICE. Sooo funny.--Anyway back to the here and now. At this time I headed to the front of K-Ville to do a tent check as usual when I got there I was surprised to see Nolan Smith with a bandana over his nose and mouth and a cowboy hat shooting Andre Dawkins while they chased each other on horseback!!!(albeit they were those sticks with horses heads) Mason Plumlee laughed while sitting there in a black button down, jeans, and a black cowboy hat next to his unicorn! Yes apparently K-Ville entered a worm whole and was transported back in time and to the wild west! Zach White proceeded to explain that a class was making a Western movie with the basketball players and we were going to be extras and receive grace! So we ran about the tents as if being chased by basketball player cowboys for a bit and then I got grace for the last three hours of my shift!

(Nick Bodnar) - 14:29

My next move as HICCUP has been to acquire paint. Namely 2 gallons of Royal Blue and 1 gallon of White. Get excited Fortress!

Also Robert that story sounds hilarious! I wish so badly that I was in Kville at that time.

"Get your cheers ready, it's about to go down"

- from the soon to be hit single, "I'm in a Tent"

(Tim Lin) - 16:48
For those of you who don't know, personal checks are tonight. Everybody in the tent needs to be present at 3 out of 5 personal checks which will happen tonight and tomorrow night. So basically it's every man for himself. Except the Fortress is just so cool that we're still a team. Yup. The bright side of personal checks is that there are no tent checks while it's happening.

2!!

"Put a banana in your ear"

(Esther Showalter) - 17:51

I was just on my way to K-ville to make the rest of my tent shift (the temporary forgetting of which I blame entirely on my Linear Algebra class) and I crossed paths with a classmate who wanted to collaborate on a problem set and I said we should meet in K-ville tonight since we're both going to be there anyway, upon which he said "Ok, which tent are yo- oh right, you're in The Fortress aren't you." And he said it with the Capital Letters. It was a beautiful moment.

Thanks, Thielmans, for delicious cookies! Also, my mom sent me cookies that may have been meant for the Tent, but I ate them already. I'm not very sorry.

(Tim Lin) - 23:05

I'm in K-ville. It's crazy. Personal checks tonight. There's alcohol everywhere. I smelled weed earlier. I kinda don't want to stay here very long. Good thing there's some really cool sober people from the Fortress/Cru tent. We're all having a homework party. Tanner and I are doing stats. It's quite possibly the most exciting (stupidest) thing ever. Yeah. I hope people don't start burning random things down. I smell smoke...

"DJ blow my speakers up"

(Robert Francis) - 23:30

So I just got to personal checks, things are looking pretty crazy. Um...yes. Debauchery aplenty. I have intense work tomorrow...I don't know how I will get anything done.

~*QUOTES OF THE DAY*~

(a series of out-of-context quotes that should by no means be taken at face value)

"I think tonight might be one of those nights where I wake up and I can't breathe through my nose."~Robert

"I always like those nights cause I wonder why I'm still alive."~Brandon

Qué?!?~Robert's thoughts

Wednesday 3/03

(Tim Lin) - 01:39

I forgot to say this earlier. I was in my second daytime tent check yesterday (Tuesday) at around 14:45. Although I vaguely remember Zach White saying that grace ended at 16:30, I was confused. Because that is 45 minutes after an hour after the tent check. So I got back to the tent at 15:45 anyways to be safe. Yeah.

On a completely unrelated note, I just came back from bowling with some cool people from the backyard B-Stud (Brandon was not there. I almost cried. Sad face.) I finished the first game with a whopping 54 points. 19 of those points were earned during the last round. I'm just that good. The second game was uneventful for me. I scored an 87. Scott Anderson, on the other hand, got a 54. I would like to take this time to announce that I did not score the lowest in a single game out of everybody. I was tied with Scott Anderson. I pretty much traded scores with him. He got a 90something in the first game.

Then, in the 3rd game, I had about 68 points heading into the 2nd to last round. Then, one of the greatest moments of my life happened. I bowled 3 strikes in a row. And I ended with 118 points. What now. I know you all wish you could bowl turkeys. I'm just that cool.

I got a 100 in my 4th game. There were also 2 strikes in a row in this game.

"We were both young when I first saw you"

(Nick Bodnar) - 01:50

My roommate is the "captain" of his tent, "the randos". we were talking today about the ways to rule. through our Machiavellian and other governmental studies, we have learned that there are three ways to rule: your people can love you, fear you, or hate you. The latter does not work, but the others do. He said that i rule by love, and i said he goes with the fear route. We each agreed with the other's assessment. I allowed my people to all create their schedule as they wanted. I may have facilitated, but it was essentially a democracy. On the other hand he threw names down and told everyone when their shifts were, without even giving them editing privileges to the Google doc! I know this may be hard for our members and followers to understand, but some people just think this is the way to go. I'm starting to become a believer...

I just became aware of a mutiny that has been in the works for quite some time now. Perhaps they planned the overthrow the day of the game, leaving me out in the cold with no UNC game to go to. Or perhaps even earlier. i'll never know, but it won't be a problem any more.

the mutiny started when Claire (one of the primary leaders of the upset) received a package. It was filled with Cadbury Creme Eggs, my absolute favorite candy. Some might claim they didn't know it was my favorite, but honestly, who doesn't know their Captain's choicest treats... Oh the insolence.

The aforementioned Creme Eggs were not only hand delivered to me, but they were stored in the most unholy of locales - The Bastion. The Keep. Whatever it's called, it isn't The Fortress. I have only graced that ungodly tent with my presence once, and that may or may not have been an accident. I don't want to talk about it. Did they expect me to go looking for the eggs in there?! for all i knew, MaggieTheAbominableSquirrel could have been hoarding them in her cheeks the whole time.

To top it all off, as if it could get any worse than hidden Cadbury Creme Eggs, there are rumors of a Coup d'etat to take place between this season and next. That's right, they say i won't be captain next year! Now it's one thing to honorably step down to the first mate, when The Captain deems reasonable, but to be so ungratefully and unceremoniously overthrown is entirely different.

Back to my thoughts on the way to rule. It seems love is not enough, or that the love of my mates is too fickle. I may have to steer this ship in a different direction for these last few days.

Taking a note from my dear friend's homeland and by the powers vested in me as Captain, my Captain, i now instate and personally fill the role of High and Immovable Chancellor, Chief Usurper Premier (HICCUP). This role is clearly below Coach K, the Archangels (Jon, Kyle, and Nolan), the Angels, and Zach White, in that order, but no lower. It cannot be challenged or even questioned. It's existence and power is backed by the US Air Force, Russian Army, and the entire UN. What's more, the Russian hockey and soccer teams have agreed to always fight on our opponents' sides, so that we are further guaranteed a victory.

The days of fear have begun...

(Tim Lin) - 02:15

Nick's thoughts are reasonable. That doesn't mean you start ruling with an iron fist, though. It just means you find something to blame and vent your emotions somewhere. One way that I like to do this is eavesdropping on other people's conversations. Then, when they exchange cell phone numbers/email addresses, you steal the number. As time goes by, you'll have a list of random cell phone numbers/email addresses of people you don't know.

Then, when you get mad, you go online and make accounts for random websites with their email address. Or you can click the "Forgot Password?" button and give them a whole bunch of password reset emails from Blackboard, Facebook, Twitter, etc. That's always fun.

You can then always prank call the number. Ordering pizza is always fun.

One other option is to go to a huge department store like Wal-mart and try to find a combination of items that will make the cashier person scared. My favorite combination is pregnancy tests and wire coat hangers.

Just an idea. You didn't hear it from me.

"If you could see that I'm the one who understands you"

(Robert Francis) - 08:17

Speaking of the randos...WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE and what are you doing in my tent?!!?!! I came upon the Batsion the other day and there were STRANGE SHOES out side it! They were green basketball-type shows and I sensed stranger danger. I didn't want any blood on my hands that day but these "randos" are luck to be alive and permitted to use the Fortress. Next time I may not feel so forgiving.

(Claire McIlvenny and Maggie Howell) - 10:06

NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! NOOOO NICK! NOT MY GOOGLE DOCUMENT EDITING PRIVILEGES!!!!! NOO !!!

ANYTHING BUT THAT!!

DON'T TAKE THEM AWAY FROM ME!! I BEG YOU!!

Anyway, Nick, here I submit to you a proposition. Whilst you may claim that there is an insurgency within the Fortress, attempting to overthrow your Captain Our Captain position, I would instead suggest a different version of events; namely, that it is YOU who has allowed the Fortress to be USURPED.

"D'Onofrio" and his troupe of "randos" have been enjoying Fortress privileges for too long. Do they even have a tent?!

NO!

Do they enjoy the privileges of white tenting, whilst leaching off the FORTRESS'S BACK!

YES!

HOW CAN YOU HAVE LET THIS HAPPEN!? Considering your position as the tent HICCUP, I would not have expected this behaviour (ENGLISH SPELLING) from you. I'm appalled. I'm nauseated. It just makes my blood run cold.

AND

Regarding the creme eggs, wouldn't a REAL captain/HICCUP leader enter into the Bastion, to rally support and gather his troops?

Wouldn't a REAL captain/HICCUP leader take notice of the mass text that I definitely sent you telling you to check the blog, where I posted my mother's parcel pictures informing you of the creme eggs, which were CLEARLY visible in the photographic evidence that I provided.

Wouldn't a REAL captain/HICCUP leader have seen me after one of the men's basketball games, holding the box of creme eggs and caramel bunnies and handing them out to members of the fortress. That was the day when ESPN was filming after the game to interview fans; maybe that's where you were. But remember, Nick, pride comes before a fall (the fall, being a lack of creme eggs).

(Maggie Howell)

And now to take off my gloves and address the egregious and highly insulting comments concerning a major ally of the Fortress, Maggie. First rule of battle, you should never ever insult your allies, especially if they stuff their bag FULL of apples for you. Nick, you ingrate, I must have hauled between 15-20 apples all the way to the ends of the earth (aka K-Ville) for you. Well, I hope you enjoy those precious apples because they will be the LAST apples I ever give you. Unless at some point in the future I give you poisoned apples. It could happen, I know some people. Well that is all I have concerning the matter for now. Just be warned, Mr. Bodnar, that I hold a mean grudge and do not take insults to my name lightly.

(Back to Claire)

On a slightly nicer note. As you may or may not know, I am returning to the MOTHERLAND a.k.a. a small town in Buckinghamshire in the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland, and it is there where I will POTENTIALLY buy you some replacement eggs if, and only if, reparations are made to Maggie. Her commitment to the fortress has been integral to our success as a unit. I will also be taking other requests for English goodies if anyone wants to text me. Oh, wait, you won't see this. Too bad, Michael Gay. No one tell him.)

Now, can we PLEASE get back to the more important task of the Fortress. Namely, killing Robert Ryan and the entire pledge class of Sig**.

Thank you.

Claire McIlvenny and Maggie Howell.

(Claire McIlvenny and Maggie Howell) - 10:39

By the way, we appreciate the extremely subtle reference to the Canadian television show:Hiccups.

Way to choose the Canadians, Nick. How very seditious of you.

(Nick Bodnar) - 11:01

Claire, i appreciate the feedback, and any true leader can learn from his mistakes. Not that i have made any. i have perhaps only been slow in my actions.

My first motion as HICCUP has been to banish the randos. i alerted them about 15 minutes ago. it was only after taking this new position that i had the authority and the arrogance to make such a move. i agree, they have been given access to a structure like none other in Kville, and they were ungrateful. They will be punished for their hubris.

As for the Maggie issue, i acknowledge and respect her contributions to The Fortress and they have not gone unnoticed. I merely meant abominable in the same way one would mean saying the abominable tooth fairy, or the abominable teddy bear. like cute and harmless and perhaps fuzzy. you know... that meaning of abominable.

as for the Sig** incident, i instate my next move as HICCUP. Tonight we will exact revenge on Robert Ryan at least. The pledge class will be harder to isolate, but Fortress, mark my words not as HICCUP, Captain, or even leader, but as friend. We will make him pay.

perhaps that's enough ruling for now.

(Lewis Purcell) -14:02

Oh Captain, Our Captain - though I respect your ability to suddenly assume dictatorial powers; A. As someone speaking with a country with lots of experience in this matter I speak as an expert- you did it all wrong and alienated all of your supporters - namely Russia with the attack on our olympic teams.

B. You never addressed the main problem - your lack of bloggage - which most members of the KGB and the Fortress find vital to being a leader and staying on top of things.

I WILL HOWEVER ALLOW a truce if previous conditions resume (though you may keep HICCUP title) if WE UNANIMOUSLY DECLARE WAR ON Sig** and crush them!

Btw- Claire was handing them out after our victorious rout of UNC - but you didn't show!

(Claire McIlvenny) - 14.05

As a quick side note, my mum posted her infamous Fortress song that composed as a comment on one of these posts. As I know that people don't usually read the comments, reference Michael Gay: "You can COMMENT on the blog?!", I have decided to post it below. The tune is to John Brown's body, also known as the Battle Hymn of the Republic:

Claire's Mum said...

Dear Fortress Dwellers,

Well the end is nigh; not long to go now until the final push.The Great Basketball Game.....Go,you Fortress Dwellers !!

Actually,I meant Go,you Duke Blue Devils.

And here is my tribute song with which to taunt the UNC supporters:

We went to Cameron Stadium
And everyone was there
To see all those Tar Heels
With their flowers in their hair
We don't know why they bothered
'Cos we know we're going to win
And when they're going home
They'll wish that they had never been.

Chorus
Glory,glory,Duke Blue Devils
Glory,glory,Duke Blue Devils
Glory,glory,Duke Blue Devils
The Blue Devils go marching on.

Incidentally,Nick,and all you other hardy individuals,there are plenty more Cadbury's creme eggs where they came from !

Enjoy the game

I particularly like her reference to Nick.

Hardy seems very apt.

(Nick Bodnar) - 14:59

Didn't show?!?! Lewis, who was there screaming and jumping around the whole time? Who took the tent out for loop shakes afterward (albeit, i offered only half shakes, but they're expensive)? Me and Me.

However, i'm over the eggs. I can accept that perhaps i simply overlooked them in my ecstasy after the game. Now that i think about it, i do remember the box from Claire's mum! I even remember a note, i think (but maybe i saw that later and it was from someone else). I truly didn't remember until right now. but it is also true that after that victory i was in no mood to sit and eat chocolate.

As far as my blogging, i admit that i was not up to par for a while, but i had a stressful ski trip to plan. But i think i got better even before i heard rumors of my impending upset.

So let's all just try to calm down. perhaps emotions got heated earlier, but i cannot allow a sense of weakness or a lack of faith to grip The Fortress in [his] last days (of this year). Therefore i had to stand up and crush the uprising before The Fortress lost all sense of control. Let's set our priorities in order:

Crush UNC

Defeat Robert Ryan and Sig**

Survive P-Checks

Decide what to wear/paint for the game

Banish the Randos (DONE)

(Tim Lin) - 15:29

I had to edit Nick's post. As the Administrative Brigadier General (since there are no agricultural studies, i shortened my title to make it more concise), I assume full authority over the maintenance of this blog. And I couldn't let the Fortress be a woman. So I changed the pronoun.

Yeah. In completely unrelated news, I found this video today. I found it endlessly amusing.

"We're nothing short of invincible"

(Tim Lin) - 16:21

I have heard that there are some people (Laura Ezell) who question my authority as Administrative Brigadier General. These people (Laura Ezell) are spouting nonsensical abominations about the day counter at the top of the blog. These people (Laura Ezell) claim silly claims like, "Oh your timer is TOTALLY about 20 hours off and you TOTALLY need to stop slacking off because you TOTALLY appointed yourself the Administrative Brigadier General and you TOTALLY claimed responsibility for the maintenance of the blog and you're TOTALLY not maintaining the blog correctly because the timer is TOTALLY off and therefore you are so TOTALLY not meeting the requirements of your aforementioned claim and you TOTALLY shouldn't make such claims if you're TOTALLY not going to fulfill what you TOTALLY claim because then you would be TOTALLY deceiving the masses and people would TOTALLY follow you only to be TOTALLY disappointed when they TOTALLY find out that the UNC game TOTALLY doesn't actually begin when the timer TOTALLY hits zero!! TOTALLY!!" And to that, I object.

OBJECTION!!

The stupid thing only lets me pick a day to count down to. Then, it proceeds to count down to midnight of that day. Therefore, it will count down till 00:00 on March 6. Since the counter says, "days until Duke vs. UNC Game Day," I conclude that there is nothing wrong with it. The timer is not off. It is counting down to what it says it will count down to.

I would also like to add that even if my timer was hypothetically supposed to hypothetically count down to the beginning of the actual game, it is hypothetically still not 20 hours off. The game starts at 21:00. Therefore, it would hypothetically be 21 hours off. I conclude now that these people (Laura Ezell), though they (Laura Ezell) try to cross-examine me and try to find a contradiction in the way I maintain the blog, raise a claim that is supported by none other than their malicious intent to challenge my position and somehow overthrow me.

Well here's what I have to say to that:

megaultraubereXtreme WHAMMY to the 47th power!!

Oh snap. I hope you have some ointment because you just got BURNED!! Burned like the loser of this game!!

To those people who challenged me (Laura Ezell), click this link. It'll make you feel a bit better.

Just kidding. You just got owned. Again.

"We're no strangers to love"

(Esther Showalter) - 23:21

Mutiny? Insubordination? Tyranny? Chocolate? Lack of administrational aptitude? Far too many interesting things have been happening in K-ville recently and as resident non-partisan I demand a thorough explanation of the passage of all events since Friday February 26 without obligation of committing my person in any way to render assistance of any form to any human, group, organization, community, club, meeting, society, gathering, 国家，政府， 社会，公司， 企业，工厂， 家庭，旅行团，队 or 两个正好碰见的人。

Unless, of course, The Fortress is going to war. In which case, DEATH TO THE OFFENDER. DEATH BY FROZEN K-VILLE T-SHIRTS.

If not, then back to the main business at hand: where can I find lollipops that turn your mouth blue?

Also, I think I am finally starting to convert in truth and not just in deed: I started to feel a little sick in my stomach in the last two minutes before the buzzer sounded against Maryland today. From where come these emotional whirlwinds of dismay, misery, dreadful anxiety, mistrustful hope, tenuous faith, and ever-surfacing conviction that Duke Basketball must prevail against all enemies if not from my heart beginning to pump Duke-Blue blood cells through my veins? I think - at last - I just might be a believer.

3!!

~*QUOTES OF THE DAY*~

(a series of out-of-context quotes that should by no means be taken at face value)

"I would rather be a squirrel than be a lady" - Elyn "theDefinitesquirrel" Stenzel

"The Chamber of Secrets has been opened, enemies of the Fortress beware"~Robert

"(Gasp!) We need a dead cat!"~Claire

"Canadia"~Maggie

"I want him to know we're coming. I want him to FEAR me!"~Claire

"It's over. And by it, I mean your life." ~Robert

"I've thought about commenting on the blog." ~Laura's Dad

"Why don't you?" ~Laura

"Well, the sense of humor of the average fortress member seems to be a variable commodity." ~Laura's Dad

Tuesday 3/02

(Robert Francis) - 11:41

Good fortune in K-Ville! Some kind souls have descended upon K-Ville with Jimmy John's lunch packs!

Yay!!!! Free food! And good thing too since I have 1.58 food points left! Woot! Sandwich, cookie, and chips!

(Tim Lin) - 11:44

Wow...I thought I was low on food points. All of these things that I had previously thought are apparently untrue. This blows my mind. Maybe I should just expect the unusual and never be surprised anymore. Yeah. I initially read that as 158 food points. And I thought he was drastically low. Then I saw the decimal point. And I feel bad for Robert.

Another quiet night in K-ville. Either that, or we missed a tent check. Most likely the first one. I'm in the BC now. I've been here since about 08:30 working on this stupid lab report. I'm mostly done with it now, I think.

I would like to announce that I made it out alive. Though they believe that they have sacrificed and eaten me, that is not the case. I happened to have a cow in my pocket (I always keep a cow in my pocket in the instance that people who I thought were my friends decide to sacrifice me). They cooked the cow. And ate steak. That was pretty tricky if I do say so myself. I'm so full of trickery. It's ok, though. Cameron and Robert, I forgive you. But if one day, you wake up and find yourselves on a remote island in Micronesia, I have no idea what happened. Honestly. But then again, as Captain Jack Sparrow so eloquently put it, "A dishonest man you can always trust to be dishonest. Honestly, it's the honest ones you want to watch out for, because you can never predict when they're going to do something incredibly... stupid."

"Speak into their minds and their hearts while they're here"

4!!

(Tim Lin) - 12:06

Thank you whoever edited my Jack Sparrow quote. Looks like I don't know PotC as well as I thought I did.

Also, as of this morning, I found out the identity(ies) of the culprit(s) behind the fake tent check. I will not reveal his/her/their name(s) here. Because Claire and Jonathan would probably go kill him/her/them. So I will refer to him/her/them as Anubis/LaQuifa/the Wiggles.

Anubis/LaQuifa/The Wiggles did it.

"Throw it away, forget yesterday"

(Robert Francis) - 14:39

Elyn and I came up with a fun game to play when bored in the library! There are several variations, but what it basically comes down to is this: One person goes into the deep dark depths of the stacks. There they take a book (making sure that that particular book is where it is supposed to be according to the Dewey Decimal System) and carry it to a mysterious location also within the stacks. There they write down the DDS # of the book next to it and return to their partner. They give this person the paper and this person must return the book to its proper place! It's like being a librarian! Yay! You can also write a page, paragraph, sentence, and word number for the book and have a secret codeword that they must bring back. Or you could do a long chain of these and have a code sentence! And you can also time it. Endless possibilities!!!!!!

(Claire McIlvenny and Maggie Howell and later Lewis Purcell) - 22:48

This is another collaboration of M Howell and the mythic, magnificent, marvelous Fortress. Get ready... for the night of nights (that is from high school musical 3 if Claire believes correctly). We just survived our first tent check of the night. On this subject we would like to share a quote from a rando k-villian:

rando k-villian: "Oh wait, I think I missed my tent, I'm 94."

disgruntled line monitor: "Ahh...I'm still on tent number 5"

all of k-ville: numerous guffaws and laughs

Further information regarding the tent check. Many tents missed the check, including two above the fortress. Also the line monitors stopped some villainous shirkers getting out from their cars and as punishment, the noble line monitors would not count the scum.

For those lucky enough to be inside at this late hour, let me describe the abhorrent andtempestuous weather tonight. It is quite possibly the worst type of weather (and one of thebloggers has lived through several hurricanes so she knows bad weather when she sees it). We are currently battling "winter mix". Winter mix, for those lucky enough to have never witnessed it, is comprised of snow and rain AT THE SAME TIME!!!!! It is awful and depressing and demoralizing and above all weak and FICKLE . We all hate it so much. Also we all like complaining about it.

News flash!!! This co-blog just became a TRIPLET!!! Lewis joined our blogging mayhem. Also he came bearing gifts - specifically cookies from the Τhielmаns. Merci beaucoup les Τhielmаns,Grazie gli Τhielmаns, Spasibo Τhielmаnii, Gracias Los Τhielmаns, Dankeschön Τhielmаns...

Now, we would like to formally chastise Mr. Nick Bodar (though he's been a pretty good captain our captain) for failing to follow the blog. Nick was unaware that Claire's mother had sent the Fortress Cadbury Cream Eggs (which are incidentally his favorite candies). Nick is in all other respects a fantastic leader, but his lack of blog observance is an example of his only failure as leader. It should be noted that blogging for the Fortress is almost as good as being there. In this way, Michael if you miss a tent check we'll forgive you as long as you blog. But you won't read this so, WHAMMY!!! At this point Lewis cackles maniacally.

Claire now knows that the infamous, ersatz, and horrible FAKE tent check was in fact a pledge task. And she knows which frat. So yeah. Thanks random pledges, thanks. Also sleep with one eye open. Following in the great tradition of violence threatened on behalf of the Fortress, Claire promises that by the end of this academic year, one of the members of said frat will be flayed alive. On a similar Lewis promise to provide a nice sturdy Russian whip. Jonathan (inabsentia) promises to help. Maggie promises to bake a cake for the triumphant defenders of the Fortress. Watch out Sig **.

Some quotes concerning the impending blood bath:

Claire: "Robert Ryan is going to die tomorrow." "Basically, I've issued a Fortress Fatwah on him."

Lewis: "Angering the Fortress is like awakening a sleeping giant." "Also one billion rouble reward on his head."

Maggie: "I just want us all to get along." "But not really, the fake tent check was very uncool."

~*QUOTES OF THE DAY*~

(a series of out-of-context quotes that should by no means be taken at face value)

Cameron Oswalt 25 February at 00:32 Reply

haha very true laura. maybe we should all buy white t-shirts and paint some phrase? NOLAN, JON, KYLE that's 12 letters. or maybe we could go nuts and tie-dye... we need to just brainstorm ideas

Robert Francis 25 February at 00:35

Who needs t shirts we wont be wearing shirts sillies

…

Laura Ezell 25 February at 01:04 Reply

Robert, I consider that a very sexist comment, and can assure that I, Hannah, Claire, and Esther will be wearing shirts. haha Cameron, I think a T-shirt decoration party would be a fun idea, and then we can all have a good souvenier of our time in the Fortress. Plus, if we looked generally similar, the ESPN cameras could notice our unified awesomeness

Robert Francis 25 February at 11:22

… Anyway Laura I read your response and I think you had a typo, you said "sexist" but Im pretty sure you meant "sexy".

Monday 3/01

(Jonathan) - 00:43
Ah, the epic absurdity of a new week is here once more. As I sit here on the fourth floor of my beloved sanctuary, Perkins, I contemplate many things, most of them beginning in "What" and ending in "am I doing here?" However, much as I would like to decorate the blog with my wistful, late-night musings, spreading them thick and luscious across this cybernetic void like the icing on one of the many cakes with which I have so recently satiated myself, I must instead perform a much-needed but little-desired duty I have thus-far overlooked. And so, without further ado, I give you a PUBLIC LETTER on behalf of THE FORTRESS and ALL OF K-VILLE.

TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN (And believe me, you know exactly who you are...):

[EDIT!!!!]

Yours Truly,
Jonathan

(Tim Lin) - 01:57

Wow...and I thought I was harsh to Shaphriqua. Jonathan is vicious...don't mess with him. He'll probably set you on fire like he did to that hand sanitizer.

Yeah. I had to redo the poll after Robert did. Because he spelled Zoubek wrong. And that made my OCD senses tingle. Yeah. Other things that make my OCD senses tingle include incorrect header format. The correct format is:

(Name) - ##:##

Yeah. It's been 5 weeks. I would have thought everybody knew the proper format. But I guess not.

I hate OCD.

"Country roads. Take me home to the place I belong. West Virginia..."

5!!

(Laura Ezell) - 08:18

[Laura's heading that Robert fixed for Tim can be seen below]

(Laura Ezell] --8:18 am

Tim, this header is for you. I've heard that for people with OCD, one way to overcome it is to stare at the things you dislike but can't control. So basically I'm doing you a favor. In other news, I would like to relay a conversation I heard from two older, very nice looking ladies on my way out of Kville. The night was uneventful, and Michael and I were both sad no one else was there. Here goes:

Person 1: "Girl, ALL the ministers. They all come to my house to play cards. Minister Brown, Minister Grayson, Minister Schwarz, girl, ALL of them. And he had the nerve to say that."

Person 2: "Girl, no he didn't!"

Person 1: "We's just playing cards, ain't no money involved. We play for fun. We ain't gamblin'. We ain't cussin'. We ain't drinkin'. We just playin' cards."

Person 2: "Girl, he crazy."

(Robert Francis) - 09:22

Actually Laura, Tim told me he has to go back and change almost all of your headers. I will do this one for him because I believe in uniformity!

I am currently in the tent. Nothing eventful. I did have some tea earlier. I haven't slept in the Fortress in over a week.

(Tim Lin) - 20:00

I cheated and inserted this in here. Because I forgot to do this when it actually happened. I would like to say:

100 HOURS TILL UNC GAME!!

(Tim Lin) - 22:30

I posted something earlier. But my Internet decided to be lame and crashed. So here it is again.

It's been another quiet day in K-ville. I deduce this by the lack of activity in the blog.

White tenting is more than half over. I think the thrill of tenting has gradually declined over the past 5 weeks. I think a big part of that is the decrease in the number of people required to be in the tent every night as tenting progresses from black to blue to white. I'm here alone in the tent. Nick will join me tonight. It's still fun, but it just doesn't match the first week of black tenting. Fitting 12 people into the tent was difficult, but it was definitely a more fun experience (It took all the willpower I had not to type the word "funner"). I think there should be perpetual black tenting for 5 weeks. That would be amazing.

I'm still surprised at the difference in the amount of work I intend to get done during my tent shifts and the amount of work that actually does get done. I wanted to finish my work earlier this week, so I could relax Thursday and Friday before the UNC game. I'm going to really have to step it up tomorrow and Wednesday if that's gonna happen. On top of that, I also need to write a Summer Project support letter...Yeah. Good thing I don't have any particularly urgent class that I have to go to. Except EOS12 DYNAMIC OCEANS!! That class is absolutely vitally crucially mandatorily necessary for the survival of humankind.

Alright. Back to my work. Let's see if anything will get done. I'm actually kinda tired right now. Maybe I'll just sleep...Bleh

"Two is better than one"

(Claire McIlvenny) - 23:00

Jonathan just saw the fake tent checkers in Kville. It did not end well.

(Robert Francis)- Obviously the fake tent checkers were Carolina loving villains! Clearly jealous of our season.

(Robert Francis) - 23:03

Well as tenting comes to a close we've decided that we're getting hungry again. Since we already killed Michael we thought it was someone else's turn to be sacrificed and...I think this picture shows what happened next...

Alas poor Tim, I knew him well...as you can tell we bound his hands and cooked him alive. The screams weren't pretty, but it was delicious.

~*QUOTES OF THE DAY*~

(a series of out-of-context quotes that should by no means be taken at face value)

Claire: (when talking about food) Mmm... hair.

Robert: Mmmm....blood.

Will Spokes: Can I have a kiss?

Maggie: Yeah you can!

EDIT: No clarification allowed. Hence the out-of-context-ness.