I packed your angry eyes, just in case.

The End.

I'm Going to Commit a Technocide

Technocide means "the destruction of technology".

I am going to commit a technocide against the race of computers because they won't do the things I need them to when I'm making a scholarship application thingy.  (I worked on a stupid picture page thing for almost two hours).  Now we're reverting to the good old arts-and-crafts way of doing things: glue and paper and real scissors instead of copy-and-paste functions on the machines which I will be committing a technocide against.

It's been real, it hasn't been fun.  But thanks anyway, Computer.

There are Worse Things

This relates back to my last post, the one about my Dream Ballet nightmares.  Waiting in the counseling center line to change my schedule is worse than any Dream Ballet nightmare.  And hour and a half in line, five minutes talking to my counselor, and I was out. Oh, and I would have been out an hour sooner, but they let the football players in before the rest of us, even though they hadn't waited in line for any length of time.  Ticked.  My, I sound cheerful in all of these last few posts.  Don't worry.  I'll be back to my old Zen self as soon as I eat something deep-fried.  I promise that next time I won't be morbid.

Not Really Feeling The Zen

So my current background on my blog is the yoga lady meditating and looking clam and like she's embraced Zen and everything.  I'm not really feeling that so much right now.  Once upon a time I embraced Zen and was chill with everything and was a totally Zen person.  Now I'm not such a Zen person.  I should probably just go back to bed...even though I didn't get up until 2 today.  Embrace Zen.  Except when you don't want to, and then scream into a pillow and hope you feel more Zen tomorrow.