stunthusband jilly show is amusing.

lecture i went to last night was five parts interesting, a shot of wow!this is a small world, and a dash of oh hi old professor, nice to see you again. The migraine that i [don't say it] drove home on the highway with was not as much fun. How is it that i carry the good drugs with me all the time, except when i need them?

oh and Raq, i met your stunt double.

signed, getting an immtrex epi-pen.

Why you insisted we dispose of my much-cheaper-to-procure zombie slaves, I'll never know.

Because it was either get rid of them, or try to renegotiate for a larger discount from the Febreeze people. The zombies were STINKY.

Quick tip: Create your zombies in a desert environment. Dessicated corpses are far less stinky than damp ones.

Also, consider more cybernetic implants. More metal=less rotting meat.

I have to write one last paper for the semester. Blergh.

6 page double spaced MLA style on "whatever I want", but it has to be something I have an opinion on and feel like arguing for/against.

I mean, 6 pages (extra credit for more) is a nothing paper, I can do it in my sleep. But I'm stymied for a subject. I either no longer care about anything enough to argue for it or (more likely) am SO argumentative that I'm spoiled for choice and am suffering brain-lock. Or brain-jam. Or brain-marmalade. Possibly preserves? Anyway.

On a much cooler note, my Psych paper got 100%, a handwritten "outstanding work!" from the prof and a request from the prof to give him a copy of it to use as an example to future classes. So, you know...I got that goin' for me.

Well, yay, MM!

As for your new paper, you could always write something on how the internet community has become a viable/global substitute for the more intimate sense of community that was prevalent in the early to mid part of the twentieth century. Argument being that so many try to insist that the internet is an isolating entity when it really doesn't have to be.

Hmmm...well, better than "Cheese: Manna From Heaven or The Devil's Shitsicle" which I was toying with.

I don't know... Cheese can be quite a gas.

But I'm stymied for a subject.

I think you need only to look at your post just prior to find a subject.

(Hint: zombies.)

I can just envision my opening paragraph...

"Cheese. Widely regarded as a staple, this wondrous dairy product comes in a variety of flavors, smells, and textures. It is a multi-billion dollar industry in and of itself and is used as a topping or garnishment for innumerable culinary dishes the world over. Surely something so beneficial could be nothing if not proof of a loving God's endowment of providence upon humanity, His most loved creation.

However, cheese's sometimes cripplingly deleterious effects, such as intestinal binding, plus its inaccessibility to those poor souls afflicted with Lactose Intolerance Disorder (LID) put the lie to the belief of a loving God and His favorable blessing. No, cheese, this foul hardened-milk, is nothing but a curse bestowed upon a suffering world populace by a hateful, scheming incarnation of Pure Evil.

Cheese IS the Devil's Shitsicle. And, with this paper, I shall prove it to you, the reader, and by extension the ENTIRE WORLD!"

You know, that might do...

I was going to suggest "worst member of the Justice League".

"Worst" being defined as "most useless and least cool".

Aquaman.