August 30, 2006

• Procrastinating

  Warning: I am about to get extremely geeky on all y'all. If you still have any respect or idea that i have this coolness thing going for me, please do not read the post past this point:

  Sometimes I think i'm just a spaceship operated by a tiny team of cellular adventurers. I imagine a microscopic Captain Kirk hunkered down deep inside my head, commanding his crew of neurons and hormones to boldly go where no human spaceship has gone before..

  "To the bathroom!" I hear him announce. and it's a huge production, you know, going to the bathroom. Dilithium fuel crystals, warp factor 10, "I need more power, scotty"- all that jazz. After all, things can go wrong. terriby wrong. The spout might malfunction and spray urine all over the pace. you never know. It's fraught with peril. Every moment, every tiny motion, every move i make is an adventure. Whenever i trip or bump into something, I imagine the crew getting josteled about, flailing this way and that, holding on to some protoplasmic console for dear life until the craft stabilizes and resumes a steady course.

  Then i go back to the library and study for the next 6 hours, which probably explains why my mind takes these little vacations from sanity in the first place.

  oh well

  -J
  

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