So when I'm confined to a room for half a day with no human contact and only a computer... It's actually pretty normal, now that i think of it. But the poin tis that i don't have any games on this computer, so it's totally different. I have to do stuff to pass the time. The lack of school makes this shift really slow, no equipment to check in/out and no pretty girls to smile desperately at. So instead i've started an office ballet troupe. So far it mostly consists of me(and a chair), more specifically me spinning around in a chair until i get dizzy and fall out of it. But we're building up, we've got promise and heart and that's what's really matters. Sometimes i just run around the equipment shelves with a camera until I fall down, and hope i don't damage the camera(i didn't). You should come in and watch our test tape, it's pretty funny seeing me fall down.. Someone actually just showed up, another MDS folk. You may think this is good, but now we're just both staring at computer screens and being bored together. It's like we're in different rooms, but sharing the same air. That bastard, he's stealing my air! I can hear him "HUFF WHEEZE!" he's taking it all! Maybe I should hurt him, so that he knows it's not okay to steal my air with impunity; THERE WILL BE REPRECUSSIONS! Though he did take the whiteboard pretty well, so i guess he can stay alive for now. the white board is actually kinda funny and ironic. I'm supposed to be done at noon, when the next person comes in. So i wrote "All work and no play makes Travis a dull boy" (you know, that whole The Shinning thing, yet another movie i know about that i've never acutally seen) umpteen times on the white board. It's funny beacuse i'd just finished it when he came in, and the point of writing something like that is that you've been alone so long that you've gone insane and it's insinuated that the writing has been there a long time, festering and marinating with your schizophrenic rage. Not that I fester with schizophrenic rage, i mostly just fester with zits if i don't take a shower often enough.
Y'know, it's kinda funny in the same way this is funny; that it was actually supposed to pbe funny and the only thing about it that's funny is that i would think somthing so unfunny was funny, thereby making it funny, yet non-funny. It's kinda funny when you think abot it, except not. Which makes it funny.
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