That's Mike Bernabeo.  (Our hot friend from CT.)--and his pet Pikachu--  He stalked me down first semester of our freshman year of college.  It was pretty weird.  He read the directory to find other people at IUP that were from CT, and he happened upon my name.  He only stayed for a semester...because he wasn't happy here.  Then he came back for a month this year ('99) and was going to stay...but ended up going home for various reasons. (NONE OF WHICH WERE MY FAULT. I didn't tell him to go home, nor did I influence him either to stay or go. Just thought I'd clarify for the idiots. You know who you are...)

     While he was here, (this year) he saw the lawnmower guy run over a nest of bunnies in front of his window.  A bunch of brown things jumped away when the lawnmower drove by, and he heard terrible screaching.  He ran out and got the hurt one, and we eventually went to get the rest of them.  We named them too.  "The baby" was the one that got hurt.  "The jerk" stomped on the baby, and made it scream...so its name was fitting.  "The prick" whimpered every time Mike tried to feed it...even though it wasn't hurt.  (We called a bunch of people, and they all said to get cat formula and try to feed them late at night.)  And the last one was "Mike Jr" because it was the only one that ate.  (Mike eats a lot, but manages to lose weight every time he comes here.)

     They were a lot of trouble;  They screamed in my room with people outside of our door, so I yelled at the VCR.  They sounded like a tape getting stuck.  Then the RA was in the elevator with me (all the way up to the 8th floor) and I was carrying the box of rabbits.  They were no bigger than rats, so I didn't expect her to be suspicious...but she kept staring at the box, so I said, "I hate books."  Because they were in the box that Mike's books came in.

     To make a long story short...Mike called the game warden, and he came by to bring them to the rehabilitation clinic for wild animals.  The baby was the only one that didn't make it.  It was in bad shape after getting hit, so we didn't expect it to.  (Well...I didn't, at least.)  But it was a really nice rabbit, and I miss it most of all.

     As I mentioned earlier, Mike left us, yet again...and we miss him;  So this is the page dedicated to him.  He left me some of his really funny stories...so I'm putting them on the page as well.  I should put pictures of all of the people that wanted him from here...but I don't know half of them.  They just get infatuated with him; without even knowing him.  Then there are the people that had issues with me because I'm from CT also...and they thought that we had a conspiracy going, or something.  It was just "crappy."

ANYWAY...on to origional stories by good ol' Mike;
 

   Mike's opinion paper on the joys of IUP food services
   A compare and contrast essay on "The Power Rangers" vs "Vultron"
 

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