Tuesday, January 10, 2006
Internal Monologues...
Conscious: Okay, guys, what's going on down here?
Impulsiveness: Um, nothing at all. Should there be? I think there should be. Let's get shitfaced tonight.
Conscience: On a weeknight? Come on...let's try and get decent grades, just to shake things up. Change the pace a little. Wouldn't it be nice to walk out of the quarter with a 4.0?
Angst: Why bother? It's not like it's gonna pick up chicks or anything. Hell, I'm not sure anything we do will pick up chicks. Fuck, why bother? We're horny all the time...
Libido: Hell yeah!
Angst: Shut up! Shut up! I was talking! NO ONE LISTENS TO ME. Jesus FUCK it's like I'm living with a bunch of two year olds. If we worked together, we could be something really great, you know? I think we're just a whole bunch of potential. Never mind that we seem to repel actual, earnest, relationships. I bet if we had a girlfriend, everything would be a ton better.
Conscience: Um...Angst? Maybe it would be good if you didn't talk so much...
Angst: Fine then. I'll shut up. It's not like you guys listen.
Impulsiveness: So...ah...who's up for getting drunk?
Libido: Hell yeah!
Conscience: I'm not sure I like you two sitting by each other.
Libido: Conscience, why do you hate me so much?
Conscience: Because you always seem to lead us into really uncomfortable situations, and I end up having to make Angst stop crying.
Angst: Crying is natural!
Conscious: Um, this has been great, but I think I'm gonna go...
Angst: Oh god, it was something I said.
See, this is why I try to avoid getting too self-analytical. It always ends up in a fight.
ΒΆ 11:22 PM
Impulsiveness: Um, nothing at all. Should there be? I think there should be. Let's get shitfaced tonight.
Conscience: On a weeknight? Come on...let's try and get decent grades, just to shake things up. Change the pace a little. Wouldn't it be nice to walk out of the quarter with a 4.0?
Angst: Why bother? It's not like it's gonna pick up chicks or anything. Hell, I'm not sure anything we do will pick up chicks. Fuck, why bother? We're horny all the time...
Libido: Hell yeah!
Angst: Shut up! Shut up! I was talking! NO ONE LISTENS TO ME. Jesus FUCK it's like I'm living with a bunch of two year olds. If we worked together, we could be something really great, you know? I think we're just a whole bunch of potential. Never mind that we seem to repel actual, earnest, relationships. I bet if we had a girlfriend, everything would be a ton better.
Conscience: Um...Angst? Maybe it would be good if you didn't talk so much...
Angst: Fine then. I'll shut up. It's not like you guys listen.
Impulsiveness: So...ah...who's up for getting drunk?
Libido: Hell yeah!
Conscience: I'm not sure I like you two sitting by each other.
Libido: Conscience, why do you hate me so much?
Conscience: Because you always seem to lead us into really uncomfortable situations, and I end up having to make Angst stop crying.
Angst: Crying is natural!
Conscious: Um, this has been great, but I think I'm gonna go...
Angst: Oh god, it was something I said.
See, this is why I try to avoid getting too self-analytical. It always ends up in a fight.
ΒΆ 11:22 PM
