I should honestly invest in a twitter. I think in fragments already and comment sporadically on the most odd things. Like footwear in Heroes, nerd-off challenges, owls flying into windows and showers in buildings. Or how physics can be so stupid and make so much sense simultaneously (e.g. "A
Solenoid is a three-dimensional coil." Oh, no shit Sherlock. It's clearly a one-dimensional line. *headdesk*). And how I got pummeled by my Math midterm and the prospects for the next four aren't particularly bright, either. Oh! And the weather. I know if I had a twitter the majority of the texts would be about the weather and the music I'm listening too. OH, YEAH. Seasons are a changing and I'm pleased. Super-duper pleased.
But that would involve buying a phone. And with a phone comes texting, phoning and internet. I'm easily distracted already, so a cell phone would be BAD NEWS.
Hell, maybe I should just have a collection of one-liners and post them weekly (I'm too lazy to post daily). That'd be dandy, but make NO SENSE to anyone. Not even me. Hmm... Decisions, decisions. Speaking of decisions, we (Canadians) voted on Tuesday. Ends up we have another Conservative minority government. And we managed to count all of our votes in one night. Go efficiency! (Note: I'm completely disregarding the fact we have only 30 million people and with only 60% voter turnout, that's only 18 million votes to count). And we voted for the new Hockey Night in Canada theme (yes, go complain more people voted for that, but keep in mind you can vote multiple times online. Elections are a one-vote-per-person ordeal run by old people). The Edmontonian won and his song has bagpipes. How cool is that? BAGPIPES, BBY! W00T! Oh, and another type of decisions.. DCU Decisions? Go Wally for endorsing a mad bomber. On TV. That takes cajones. Big steel cajones the size of Texas. Other than that, WTF Willingham, Winnick? The rest makes no sense. PG rooting for some crazy conservative? Dude, she's girlpower with double-Ds. Oh so VERY WRONG.
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What is with the Journal. Stupid widget posting. *thumbs DOWN. WAY DOWN* Widgets haven't won me over yet, by the way.
NOTE TO SELF: Go on FaceBook and friend all those people in my classes. Also: add their e-mails to my contact list. I should network, but... meh. I could eat cookies instead.
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Fun facts:
Pierre Trudeau is BAD ASS. To quote Irving Layton, "In Pierre Elliott Trudeau, Canada has at last produced a political leader worthy of assassination."
Postly song:
"The Dress" by Blonde Redhead. I was listening to this album, 23 (in all honestly it was mostly "23" and "The Dress") while reading Y: the Last Man and it works. It manages to keep those creepy, dark nuances of the book fresh and prominent. And I just never get tired of this song. The album, yes, the song, NO.
Blonde Redhead also gets bonus points for spelling blonde with an "e." :D