Monday, March 01, 2004
The Freak Mystique
Frique?
I don't really approve of this change. Adding comments now makes it look like no one read my blog for the first five months or however long it's been. Plus, they put stupid links in each of the pop-ups that contain the comments, links to who-knows-where that i might not even approve of. So don't click on any of the links. Or click on them, but know that i might not approve. Approving.. bah! who has time to do that?
If you've felt left out to dry this weekend, perhaps you're a bedsheet, or an "unmentionable," or perhaps i've not been posting regularly because of the RAGING ACADEMIC ASSESSMENT STORM!!! Yes, i'm currently caught in Hurricane Calculus French Religion Philosophy French Again. The meteorologists went all out naming this one. There is currently a calm, however, which is known as the eye of the needle of the haystack of the storm. It's a metaphor, for those of you unfamiliar with weather. There's also a pretty good chance that... hey, wait... I'm talking about my actual life here! None of that. Bah.
Okay, time to tell one of my trademark stories. A fictional story. A story about a boy who was caught in a hurric...unami. Hurricunami Calculigionosophrench, it was called. For short. The boy (we'll call him Glensaki) was surrounded by a spiraling swarm of flying papers and open-ended essay questions. In a period of three short days, he was smacked on the face by a test in Calcul...ation, a paper for Phil...Anderson, a test in Preligion, and an essay/test combo punch in Fren...dship. Needless to say, Glensaki hardly had time to update his blog, entitled "Geek Up Your Soufflé," while this hurricunami raged. I, personally, can hardly blame him, and I don't think you should either. *AHEM* I mean, if he were a real person.
Frique?
I don't really approve of this change. Adding comments now makes it look like no one read my blog for the first five months or however long it's been. Plus, they put stupid links in each of the pop-ups that contain the comments, links to who-knows-where that i might not even approve of. So don't click on any of the links. Or click on them, but know that i might not approve. Approving.. bah! who has time to do that?
If you've felt left out to dry this weekend, perhaps you're a bedsheet, or an "unmentionable," or perhaps i've not been posting regularly because of the RAGING ACADEMIC ASSESSMENT STORM!!! Yes, i'm currently caught in Hurricane Calculus French Religion Philosophy French Again. The meteorologists went all out naming this one. There is currently a calm, however, which is known as the eye of the needle of the haystack of the storm. It's a metaphor, for those of you unfamiliar with weather. There's also a pretty good chance that... hey, wait... I'm talking about my actual life here! None of that. Bah.
Okay, time to tell one of my trademark stories. A fictional story. A story about a boy who was caught in a hurric...unami. Hurricunami Calculigionosophrench, it was called. For short. The boy (we'll call him Glensaki) was surrounded by a spiraling swarm of flying papers and open-ended essay questions. In a period of three short days, he was smacked on the face by a test in Calcul...ation, a paper for Phil...Anderson, a test in Preligion, and an essay/test combo punch in Fren...dship. Needless to say, Glensaki hardly had time to update his blog, entitled "Geek Up Your Soufflé," while this hurricunami raged. I, personally, can hardly blame him, and I don't think you should either. *AHEM* I mean, if he were a real person.
