Fü'd.

The other day, Maxwell Sheffield-Rosenthal, put an end to his 5-week-long hunger strike.

We were unsure of the reasons for his refusal to eat, or what his motives were, but we were relieved to see that he had once again decided to consume his Top Fin Betta Bits.

It was seriously, as if, Maxwell knew about the rest of the trouble that the family had been going through, and decided to start eating so that we would have one less thing to worry about.

I speak for the entire nuclear Rosenthal family when i say, Maxwell, we're glad that you're back in the game.

Meanwhile, father Rosenthal is doing okay in the hospital. Yesterday we watched Back to the Future, which was a first for me, and today we watched about 3 hours of arena football, on and off. He's also got a nice view of the sun setting. Sometime soon he should be transferred to a rehab center so he can start walking, and then back home. I can't wait.

Why Ryan and I rule pretty hard...

Sigur Ros enthal: i couldnt find the power bomb
TheRaskalKing: are you talking about super metroid?
Sigur Ros enthal: yeah, what else would i be talking about?
TheRaskalKing: just making sure we're on the same page before i tell you where it is
TheRaskalKing: it's in brinstar
TheRaskalKing: today must have been one of the most ludacris day's of my life haha..

taking a nap because linoleum floor isnt the best bedding material to get a good nights sleep on.
TheRaskalKing: apparently he thinks the correct spelling of ludicrous is the one the rapper uses
Sigur Ros enthal: what a loser
Sigur Ros enthal: i couldnt find it in brinstar
Sigur Ros enthal: i looked for like an hour
TheRaskalKing: it's in the "red" area
TheRaskalKing: you need the ice beam
Sigur Ros enthal: ice beam?
TheRaskalKing: yes
TheRaskalKing: you need the ice beam first
TheRaskalKing: it's in norfair
TheRaskalKing: do you have the speed booster?
Sigur Ros enthal: no
TheRaskalKing: wow
TheRaskalKing: you have the super missiles right?
Sigur Ros enthal: to get through orange gates your need power bombs right?
TheRaskalKing: yeah
TheRaskalKing: power bombs come later in the game
Sigur Ros enthal: yeah i just got super missiles
TheRaskalKing: ok
TheRaskalKing: don't worry about power bombs now
Sigur Ros enthal: ryan, what is it i need to be focusing on
TheRaskalKing: do you have the charge beam?
Sigur Ros enthal: yes
TheRaskalKing: k
TheRaskalKing: after you get the super missiles you have to go to the second part of brinstar and fight kraid
Sigur Ros enthal: the gold guy?
TheRaskalKing: he looks like a big green dinosaur-like monster
TheRaskalKing: you know you're getting closer to kraid when you're in the part of brinstar that doesn't have any plants and is all reddish
Sigur Ros enthal: pink?
TheRaskalKing: not pink
Sigur Ros enthal: there's that big pink part right before you get the super missles
TheRaskalKing: no not that part
Sigur Ros enthal: i was stuck in there and didnt know where to go
TheRaskalKing: you know that part where you found the charge beam?
Sigur Ros enthal: on the bottom left i think
TheRaskalKing: yeah go down there, and there's a small passageway you can bomb and roll yourself into
TheRaskalKing: then you see a green door; use a super missile
TheRaskalKing: follow that path and you'll eventually get to the second part of brinstar (you'll know it when the music changes)
Sigur Ros enthal: i thought i tried going in there
TheRaskalKing: try again
TheRaskalKing: i'm pretty sure that's the way to take

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Skating with Celebrities has just ended, and I thought my mom was calling me up for a re-cap of the show. But no, she was notifying me that my dad had been hit by a bus while he was walking to his car.

She was not sure of the severity, but after I had been pacing around for an hour, and receiving another call from Mom, I knew I had to go home. Nick and Jared got a car and drove me all the way to Robert Wood Johnson Univ. Hospital in New Brunswick, so I seriously couldn't ask for better roomates.

That night and the past 2 days seem like a blur. My dad is recovering, but he's got quite a few broken ribs, a broken collarbone, and an assortment of internal injuries. We are just unsure of how this accident occurred in the first place, and even he cannot be 100% since it hit him from behind.

Today was his 54th Birthday, and it made me really sad that he had to spend it in the hospital. I visited him this morning with my mom and gave him a Johnny Damon t-shirt, and he was pretty excited about it, expressing it as much as he could given the circumstances.

I came back to school today (Weds.) but I'll be going home again tomorrow night to be there for my mom, and to hopefully bring my dad home sometime this weekend. I'll be missing our party on Saturday, but I love my mom and dad and being with them in a time of need is something which obviously takes precidence over a party. I'll get to watch lots of TV with my dad, and eat lots of different kinds of cookies.

truANT.

So I'm back in Philly, and Nick is here. It's been good. I am Jonesin' for some sushi, yet I am pissed off about my TV production class.

Break ended up being nice. The beach was fun.

I've been listening to the new Madonna record a whole bunch.

And I've been collecting vinyl, because I'm better than most.

Snack attack mothafucka!

Well I'm back in Philly for 3 days, working on this film. It's insane, and the crew says me and my buddy Jay do it better than any other audio people they've worked with.

I'll be back Sunday for most of the Giant game, and then to see ya'll until I leave fo' real on Friday. Hit me up!

...But before I left, Matt, James, and I set out on a fucked up adventure in the woods of Marlboro, NJ:

about two weeks of vacation left

I've been somewhat busy since I came home about two weeks ago. But I cannot recall much of what I have been doing, besides seeing King Kong on Christmas, playing lots of super nintendo, and setting up my home theater system (which was like two whole days).

Rainy weather totally sucks. Snow in the forecast will make this homestand more enjoyable.

New years is a pretty stupid holiday. Midnight is always insignificant and forgettable about two minutes after it happens. Thank god I was with some pretty kool kats that night, including two of my soulmates.

But that night someone threw up what looked like tomato rice soup, right next to me, and some of it may have splashed onto my Adidas. I was fucking terrified and pissed off.

We'll see what happens over the next week or so.
Until then, my break, so far, in photos: