being funny

Today Mr. Baden told me I hadn't put a funny away message up on AIM for a while, and he was dissapointed in my recent away messages. I wasn't aware that I put up funny away messages in the 1st place, although I do enjoy entertaining people, so maybe thats it. But now I feel a lot of pressure to think up hilarious things, which makes it impossible to actually think of anything remotely interesting at all. Thanks a lot Baden. ;)

I am tired, my teeth hurt, and I am extremely peacefully/quietly freaking out about the fact I think I may not have a job 6 weeks from now and am going to fall flat on my face approximately the day after graduation. Hmmm...

And in extremely old news, since I am currently watching the best show ever, I love Jon Stewart more than words could ever describe, and also Lewis Black. (As a side note, CSI: Miami, CSI, Southpark, Reno911, the Amazing Race, Desperate Housewives, Seinfeld, Remington Steele, and Distraction are also the best shows ever, and I'm probably missing a few shows I also really dig from that list.)

Obviously making decisions is extremely hard for me. Its called dissonance, I'm thinking. Something I really learned about from my advertising/media studies in the context of "post-purchase dissonance," but I happen to feel "post-purchase" (haha) dissonance about most every decision I make. Thinking about that, it is slightly insane considering I will make about a bazillion little decisions over the course of my lifetime and very few will be life-altering or actually affect my happiness in any way, but yeah, I have that dissonance thing anyways. Although I know I'm not at all alone in that. Us humans are very weird things. Which reminds me of this mildly unrelated quote I heard...

"One of the hardest ideas for humans to accept...is that we are not the culmination of anything. There is nothing inevitable about our being here. It's part of our vanity as humans that we tend to think of evolution as a process that, in effect, was programmed to produce us."

Sweetness, time to go to my bed. Which is the best thing ever, but soon its gonna get hot and I have to take flannel sheets off, I might have to leave velvet duvet on despite the summertime. Cause its the hot shit. No pun intended, really.