Time for a 1-in-the-morning post! I wonder when was the last time I was stupid enough to do one of these on a school night. Oh well, there's a late start tomorrow.

I didn't know YTV still played Britcoms after midnight. That's pretty cool of them. I bet it's for students satying up late writing essays.

So I'm done. 1691 words of weak support and incohesiveness. But it really does make sense, on some level. Some very remote level. I'm going to die in university, seriously. My time management skills level is, like, negative. If I had any sort of concentration, I would have finished in at least half the time I did, but no - I had to watch Kill Bill Volume 1. (Well, actually, that was some time well spent. I liked the part when anime O-Ren killed the Yakuza guy and then hid under the bed and killed the other guys too.) I had to refold all my laundry. I had to stop every five minutes and check for new messages on soap opera message boards. The fact that I updated this sie twice in the same day - when I usually go at least a week between entries - has got to be a pretty good indicator of my attention span.

Not finished English essay. I spent most of my time surfing for cool stuff. There is a lot of cool stuff on the Internet. I'm two-thirds done... not including an introduction and a conclusion. Those don't take that long.

On the bright side, I spent a good ten minutes trying not to laugh (my mom was next to me) at this. Don't go if you're one of those Lord of the Rings-disliking people, because it will reinforce your belief that only idiots enjoy LOTR.

I'm writing my English essay. It's slow and boring, but satisfying as well. I should finish today. Anyway, I witnessed something today that changed my entire way of thinking! And caused me to run upstairs to my bedroom and refold all my shirts! I'll bet you're wondering what it is. I'll bet you're thinking, 'Refold all her shirts? What could such a revelation be, other than a miracle laundry folding technique from China?'

If you thought that, then you are absolutely right! It's a miracle laundry folding technique from China. Look here. (Windows Media Video, 6MB - you'll probably have to save it and open it.)

Now how can that not be the best thing? Admit it, you just tried it out with the closest shirt you could find. The shirt you're wearing, even. (I didn't do that.) And I'll bet sometime in the next few days you're going to refold all your shirts. I love that it's a commercial for no product. If only North America could be so non-commercial.

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Something happened! I copied a quiz from Stella's website.

1. Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, find line 4. Write down what it says:

   "TEXT button (1) to sort the quests by NAME, ORDER RECEIVED," (it's the manual for Star Wars: KOTOR)

2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. What do you touch first?

   Aw, the printer. Boring.

3. What is the last thing you watched on TV?

   I think my dad was watching Home Improvement on TBS, and I caught a bit of Richard Karn dancing.

4. WITHOUT LOOKING, guess what time it is:

   6:30pm

5. Now look at the clock, what is the actual time?

   7:27pm. Damn.

6. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?

   My loud keyboard and my brother's loud keyboard.

7. When did you last step outside?

   Around 3, I guess. I was roughing up the soil in the garden, at my dad's request.

8. Before you came to this website, what did you look at?

   Before I copied this off Stella's site? I was at this site, checking the last entry. Then I clicked the link to Stella's site. Heh, that makes it sound like I have no life on the Internet either... wait.

9. What are you wearing?

   Trouser-ish Nevada pants, old "togo" shirt from the Bay.

10. Did you dream last night?

    I remember thinking in the morning that I had dreamt something... I don't remember what.

11. When did you last laugh?

    I was reading "The Life of Pi" (I finally got around to it!) and the author put something in a funny way... I think he wrote that the Ramayana was the account of a very long, very bad day for Rama. I didn't laugh out loud, though.

12. What is on the walls of the room you are in?

    Pinkish wallpaper that I think is the original decor of the house; a shiny purple hanging decoration for a party; a bunch of nails that things used to hang on; some scribbles made by myself and my siblings when we were young.

13. Seen anything weird lately?

    Woodpeckers. And also, I've been hearing loons a lot lately. Like those birds on the loonies. I have no idea where they could be living.

14. What do you think of this quiz?

    I should stop doing it and do something more productive.

15. What is the last film you saw?

    Pirates of the Caribbean. Again. One of my siblings invariably watches the DVD every weekend... and doesn't let me watch Monsters Inc.

16. If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy first?

    I would hire some people to rip up our entire lawn and put down all new sod. That would show those guys across the street.

17. Tell me something about you that I don't know:

    Sometimes, when I'm sitting there looking thoughtful and reflective, I'm thinking about the latest developments on Days, or something equally stupid.

18. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?

    Make cutting in front of the line at the bus stop illegal. And enforce it. Heh.

19. Do you like to dance?

    Only if it's line-dancing! Sorry Stella.

20. George Bush: is he a power-crazy nutcase or some one who is finally doing something that has needed to be done for years?

    Neither. I think he really does believe in his policies, save for some personal vendettas with Iraq. He's just entirely the wrong person to be the president of the U.S.

21. Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?

    Maybe Mira... or Loneia, which I just made up right now! Or Maya, which is sufficiently lacking of a specific culture. Oh man, Loneia is a terrible name. I apologize if your name is Loneia, in which case it's a fine name. I only said it was terrible because I've never met a Loneia before.

22. Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?

    I haven't the slightest idea. Maybe some variation of the father's name, unless I didn't like the father. Whoa, that's thinking too far into the future.

23. Would you ever consider living abroad?

    Yes. My list of possible places to live, other than Toronto: Hawaii, England and... Vancouver (it's almost abroad).

I have very little to write about. I don't really do anything anymore. This is probably why I can't have a good conversation... ever. Let's see... I've been sleeping a lot lately. And... sitting? I don't know. I don't pay much attention in school anymore, but I'm not actually thinking about anything while I'm not paying attention. Meditating? Maybe, but probably not. No spiritual enlightenment over here. Just a lot of boredom.

Reality shows suck. I've had enough of those crazy networks pre-empting good shows - that I forgo doing overdue assignments to watch - for reality shows. Especially Thursday night, when the geniuses at NBC showed The Apprentice in ER's slot. Doesn't Apprentice have its own time slot? Hmph.

I've been seeing a lot of woodpeckers lately. By "a lot", I mean more than none. Maybe it was the same one twice, I don't know. Once I saw one pecking a hole at the top of a telephone pole in my neighbourhood, and the other time one was pecking at our prized Japanese cherry tree - which was strange because I've never heard of a woodpecker pecking at a really small tree before. The circumference of the cherry tree is such that if you wrap your two hands around it, your fingers overlap. Anyway, I learned that you can walk really close to a woodpecker - about two feet away - without it flying across the street. And before it flies away, it tries to hide from you by going to the other side of the tree.

That was all I could think of. Maybe something else will happen later.

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