Call me crazy?

I'm so bored. I'm out of my mind. I look forward to school? That's terrible. You obviously know I'm lacking real neurons (the real ones have been thrown aside, if you're wondering).

No. I'm semi-kidding. I'm actually looking forward to Tuesday afternoon, where I get a good sit-down with a high school parental figure, four hours worth of chick-flicks and enchanted movies, and a kick-back and relax kind of outlook on life. Monday... it still irks me. My dentist awaits my teeth with a handy drill in hand. (I. Hate. Cavities.) And I'm possibly, maybe, hopefully, purchasing an online CD (via iTunes or Immortal Records). Check out A Santa Cause I & II. I can't believe it's not available at Indigo or HMV anymore. I'm more than shocked: I'm appalled.

This break will be good for everyone. Cleanse the mind, spirit and heart. Maybe you'll find Zen faster than I will, but I need it more than you do. No doubt. Reassessments are in order.

Now. I think I'm going to veg out. Shake my fist at the world.
Then truly, honestly, and appreciatively veg out.
(Then wake up at 9:00am; I hate the dentist. I really do.)

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Now playing: Tegan & Sara - Dark Come Soon
via FoxyTunes

X-mas tv specials vs. UofT mind control?

"And they will try to make us forget ourselves, one by one, one by one.
Call me crazy but they are after us, one by one, one by one."
-- Eisley (Invasion, Combinations)

Has my mind done that yet? I'm not completely sure. I should check. ASAP.

I'm going to spontaneously combust. I need sleep. I slept at 4:00 in the a.m.
So much for moderation of sleep and all things healthful. And I've still got to "read."
Well. This is fun. Super-fun-fun-fun.

Insert dialogue: "What's so bad about being a UofT android: mindless and smart!"
Retort in mind? "Can I do that after the new year? I swear, I'll conform!"
Seriously. If you want an android, a hard-working robot, I'll be that by January. I swear!
(Note to self: watching Disney movies = bad study tactic.)

I'm so utterly disoriented. I told myself I wouldn't watch Christmas specials (on TV) until after exams, and I flipped through the channels (oh the perks and downsides of having my own TV) and came across The Grinch Who Stole Christmas. Man, oh man! I watched it. Was disoriented. Went on to watch Hockey Night In Canada -- and poof. There went four hours of potential brain-cramming. But it felt so, so good! For a moment, I escaped the mind control of repetitive reading and application -- the stuff UofT androids are made of! (I swear I'll be this way soon. I swear!)

But... TV? Studying? Never again.



Note: All images are (c) Suzette Llacer. Yes, the movie shot shows "Road to Eldorado" and a picture of fireworks she took a few years back, on Canada Day. Oh the good, old, simple days. Oh woe is she.