All work and no Oblivion makes Schwa write essays about how Batman randomly punches people, how Captain America smashes through walls and lights people on fire in North Korea and Sonic has a crying disability.
Also gives me a chance to read about how Superman is a dick, how awkward and Creepy Batman is and how Captain America is a "Commie Smasher".
I'm just sitting here wondering why my peach is blackish brown and crispy. Like an apple. Like a blackish brown apple. Maybe I just picked up a really bruised apple. Then again it was fuzzy...a moulding apple? That would explain why it's blackish brown.
You can tell I have a paper to write, a paper to edit, three stories to read through, fifteen critiques, a medium sized paper, a reading response, two responses to READINGS, a thesis to edit, a portfolio to assemble and a really big paper to do. Why else would I be looking for ways to slack off? It's the only time I can find an excuse to waste time.
My tags sounded like a messed up poem when I typed them out, but blogger will rearrange them when I post. Sadface.
Sunday, April 10, 2011
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