Because It's Better To Be Irrational With Me Than Rational With Someone Else

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Because I Am Not A Misanthrope, Only High On NyQuil

Use of power tools in a modern-day surgery, especially brain surgery, bothers me to unimaginable levels that even my brain cannot comprehend. I wonder where they go to get their tools. Sears? "Hi, how may I help you?" "Power tools. I got a brain surgery tomorrow." "Well...Braun makes an awfully good drill. You can drill powerfully beautiful holes in the patients skulls." Or do they get them in medical stores with isles for scalpels, bone saws, drills, scissors, little hammers...

I think I drank too much NyQuil because I feel dizzy and ... weird. Dizzy The Adventurer was a fabulous SNES game.

When I see a person having an MRI I want to give them a high five because I have it done on my head every three months. It's a 30 minute procedure during which you experience things that abductees in X-Files do: utter and complete confusion of why the hell would you award a Nobel Prize to scientists who invented the high-tech machine but still failed to eliminate the godforsaken jet engine noise it makes(their, the abductees', thoughts probably run more along the lines of why are humans probed through their noses, think Total Recall, instead of just having some aliens grab some useless humanoids and keep them in some zoo. Panicky humans in crowds make the best psych-test subjects)? Huge magnets should not make noises like that but I wish I could personally thank those scientists because at least I have a valid excuse to miss class once in a while.

Hmm I just dozed off for a minute. I'm going to sleep because tomorrow is a second day of school and I cannot afford to miss it. I wanna win me some Nobel Prize; preferrably in Chemistry but I wouldn't mind one in Peace (ha, I have better chances to get one in Chemistry than anything that has to do with humans and peace and... living organisms of any sort).

1:45 a.m. - January 18, 2006

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