Pneumonia is oodles and oodles of fun LIEK SRSLY OMG.
*stabs self*
It also makes it somewhat difficult to breathe. The subsequent lack of oxygen may have something to do with me randomly breaking out into chatspeak.
Oh God, I'm turning into Keegan.
Heh. At least I don't have a deathwish plans to build a railgun.
I do a lot of sleeping, which makes me feel very useless because I have seventy million things I should be doing, but I have no energy with which to do them.
I also do a lot of reading of pointless crap which manages to be funny at the same time. Apparently, reading Lolita is a sign of intelligence and reading the Bible is a sign of idiocy. I have to wonder at the experimenter's definition of idiocy, though I found the entire article interesting, regardless.
I am trying to read As I Lay Dying. This is a very disturbing book. Seriously. (Not even SRSLY, seriously.) This lady's family is sitting around waiting for her to die AND BUILDING HER COFFIN OUTSIDE HER WINDOW WHILE SHE LAYS THERE (APPROPRIATELY) DYING.
It also doesn't help that whenever I see the words As I Lay Dying, I think of the metal band.
What's even funnier is that when you Wikipedia (I VERB NOUNS HEAR ME ROAR) "As I Lay Dying", you are immediately redirected to the article on the band, not the article on the novel.
Haha, novel. You suck.
And I probably suck too, because I am a product of modern American culture and laugh at the degradation of literature.
Oh, whatever. I laughed at The Scarlet Letter too. What can I say? Adultery, flagellation, and so much symbolism that you could tie it to your ankle and drown yourself with it are fucking hilarious.
Fucking hilarious. Come on, laugh with me.
1 comment:
Ah, but the point is that it's supposed to be disturbing. What I think is more disturbing is that watching her coffin being built is what SHE wants.
I love that novel, but you know that already.
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