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September 23, 2003

I'm sorry ... and you are?

Everything I heard today was on a four-second sound delay,
Muted, muffled, and far away,
And I just didn't know what to say.

Today I was just a little tiny person sitting there behind my eyes, peering out at ... whatever was out there all day. My outward expression must have been that of cud-chewing bovine - docile, placid, unattached. I kept saying the wrong thing, or at least what seemed to me to be the wrong thing, eliciting scowls and gruff voices at every turn. In my mind, I couldn't have been more inadvertently offensive than I was today. What's worse, I don't feel like it's letting up. It's going to get worse before it gets better, that's for sure.

I just want to walk around with my headphones on 24 hours a day, and sing along REALLY loudly wherever I am. I want to drive to Arizona and back just so I can get in my car and go somewhere. Instead, I go to biology. Almost the same really...

Posted by kati at September 23, 2003 05:03 PM


I think someone should start a religion, or at least a proper cult, based on the idea of achieving transcendence through driving in a car really fast and singing at the top of your lungs. They could call it the Church of the Acceleration and Vocalization, and the only tithes they'd require would be gas money and the occasional fine for speeding. You could even have different denominations based on singing the harmony or melody parts, or for different types of music, or simply tolerance/intolerance for the music of the Eagles. I think this could be a big success, Nurse V.

If Biology class is lame, feel free to utter this phrase early and often: "Chlorophyll? More like BORE-ophyll!"

Posted by: sean at September 24, 2003 11:09 AM

or you could pretend you're at UC Riverside and turn every discussion into a heated argument about evolution.

Posted by: holohan at September 24, 2003 11:36 AM

No I will not make out with you! You got Chlorophyll Man up there talking about God knows what and all she can talk about is making out with me. I'm here to learn, people, not to make out with you! Go on with the chlorophyll!

Posted by: gene at September 24, 2003 01:57 PM

Nurse V, sounds like those three days for me in which we went and I got my piercings. You didn't go and smoke some mean chronic trying for the title of one hit wonder. If so, you've only got 2 days to go.

Posted by: gene at September 24, 2003 01:58 PM

oh honey, that title is soooooo yours.

Posted by: kati at September 24, 2003 05:00 PM