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Saturday, September 13, 2008

These are the days of our lives

A game of waiting. Like a hunter stalking prey I stalk anything and everything that will get me out of this hole of boredom. As it stands I have 2 blogs, am thinking of starting a list of observations, a pile of library books and still my brain gives out a very loud *sigh. This may be that french disease ennui. Meh, 3 more days. My mantra that repeats through my head everytime I look at my car and calculate how fast I can run to it and whether its worth abandoning my books to escape this dreg of boredom. Spark. An idea. I'm smiling. :) What is it that I like to do more than anything else in the world? Why yes please, I'll take 'rant like a maniac' for 200.

Topic: Crocodile Dundee can mind control water buffalo so why can't I control squirrels

Answer: It is, in essence, the result of a biochemical that grants the squirrel (levels 45 and above only) with a +5 resist to your crappy ass mind powers. Since you still can't bend a spoon, (no matter how much the guy on JAG says you can) or levitate the toaster to a more approriate location then really what else should the squirrels do but laugh at you?

Notice the change in POV...perhaps I really am crazy. But seriously I think it has finally happened. The absolute horror of the the truth is so abominable that I cannot even speak the words out loud. They burn my throat and set fire to every principle I have. Addicts have walls they hit. Eventually either the wall squishes them to death or they move away from it and go somewhere else. Words are and always have been the closest thing to a drug I can imagine. I love them, I want to live in them and never stop being around them. Ever. So the crux of the issue is that I damn near am drowning in them. Ahhhhhh! This is also problematic considering the number of library books I just got last week. So my solution to this unneeded stress. Why kill stuff of course. What the world considers my sin I considered happy fun time. Namely sleeping alot, sitting outside and gaming. Lately, lots of gaming in the wee early morning hours. So few people are on it feels like I'm all alone in that great big world. Also my PS2 skills have needed sharpening. Woot for Okami!

Grrrrrr. Still bored. Hmm maybe I should start calling people to make sure they are nice and awake to enjoy this glorious Saturday morning. *Evil laugh.

1 comment:

Britt said...

Dood, do not call me before 9am or I will hunt you down, long distance by sending a minion so it's not like you'll even get the pleasure of seeing my pretty face, and beat you over the head with an overripe block of cheese. Maybe even sheep's milk cheese. I know how you feel about the sheep...