Oct 31, 2006 07:19
So I guess yesterday was an upper for me... I stayed awake in class and got some errands done, had Border Grill for dinner and finally got to watch the Corpse Bride. Tho I was a bit disappointed in it. (I was expecting at least as good as The Nightmare before Christmas). I spent the evening insulating my bedroom windows with plastic and doing my best to advise my sister about love and relationships--subjects I think I have about as much experience in as training organ-grinder monkeys. Though I have given a great deal more thought to love than organ-grinder monkeys. I hardly think thought could make me much of a credible resource in the subject.
I think from now on when anyone who reads this entry thinks about love they should give organ-grinder monkeys a little side-thought. I can't believe organ-grinder monkeys get as much collective human consideration as they deserve. I'm positive love demands far too much of our daily concern. So maybe if we think a little less about love and a little more about the organ-grinder monkeys, we could all live a little happier.
So on that note I pose the question: Why am I awake at 2:46 am?! What suddenly possesed me to wake up an hour ago? I wasn't startled, I wasn't dreaming, I don't remember any ioud noises. Hopefully after I get a fresh glass of water I can get back to sleep.
Other thoughts:
Razor blades are entirely overpriced
I want snow
Contemplate the image of a "flem-rocket"
Pagan's can be cute
Someone should start a professional descision making service and tell me what to do with my life in six months.