Note: This was written on an actual piece of paper (strange I know) in class on Monday. I'm typing it in tonight because, quite frankly, I don't really have anything better to do. Well, that's not entirely true, I'm sure I could think of one or two more productive uses of my time than this little rant, but I don't really feel like doing any of these things. Further note, I wrote this while extremely bored, reading it can't possibly make you as bored as I felt as it'll only take you a few minutes, but still, consider this fair warning.

2.6 hour lectures make me want to reconsider my decisions about illegal drugs. Somehow, I think that sitting listening to this blather would be easier if I were high on something. I suppose however that that might tend to negate the purpose of being here altogether (that seems to me to be almost a good excuse for just staying home... I just did it to keep myself off of drugs, honest!). But, once again, I decide against drugs (and using my bed as my "anti-drug" - for now), and turn my thoughts instead to self-inflicted wounds; physical pain being perhaps preferable to this mental torment - with the added benefit of blood being a particularly fascinating shade of red. On the other hand, damaging oneself is more than a little unbalanced, not to mention messy and hard to explain ("well, you see doc, he just wouldn't stop talking"... "have you been hearing voices in your head?" ... "no no no, the professor! On and on with this radio frequency nonsense"). Chocolate might help, but not for long enough (that is without consuming ridiculous amounts, if you're going to eat enough to get the full chemical benefits you might as well just skip to the actual drugs, less calories). In the end, an ordinary, sane, fairly responsible and well balanced (and sadly mature, I just took an online quiz which put my mental age at 32... that's almost 10 years more than I actually am...) individual is left with about 3 choices (although I welcome other suggestions): 1. Drinking water - no calories but it's a very sad situation in which drinking water can be considered entertainment; 2. Day dreaming - much more pleasurable, and in fact tends to be my activity of choice, however, requires a delicate balance between interesting enough to keep one from drawing blood but yet tame enough to still be taking in all of the important information from the lecture; and finally 3. Doodling/composing blog entries - this one covers the objections to both 1 and 2... I'm not really a good enough artist/writer for doodling/writing to be very many times better than drinking water, but it's still easy to get sucked in enough to completely loose track of the meanderings of the professor. So basically, I end up just sitting and enduring for 2.6 hours and wishing for the end. So glad I only do this twice a week...