Articles from: 2003

Man, every time I pass by this firedoor to get to my classroom I just wish I could evaporate into gas and pass through the sides of the door. I think that would be a pretty cool looking superpower.

Oh no! The clock my brother gave me for my birthday a long time ago just fell and all the hands came off. Earlier in the week my digital watch also stopped working too. What’s odd is that it’s not the battery: it still displays the time; it’s just stopped on Monday, January 27th 8:00:16. This is a sad state of affairs since I’ve had both my clock and my watch for the last seven years. I guess this makes me . . . timeless.

I can see Moose’s office from my bedroom. Moose is our main animation instructor right now and he doesn’t talk a whole lot about his studio/company so I’m sorta wondering how he’d feel about this situation. I’ve only seen him once or twice by the window and aside from that the light just goes on during the daytime and off during the nighttime. The blinds go up and down too. Voyeurism sure is boring.

Watching Tarzan over again has rekindled my desire to swing around like Spiderman. Lately I’ve been thinking about other superpowers I’d like to have too: the ability to pass through walls (so when I’m carrying lots of stuff to school I don’t have to open the doors), to move things with my mind (so I don’t have to push the elevator button either), to turn into a cat-like monster when I’m angry (because people might look at you oddly when you roar and tear things down as a regular guy) and to have a watch that can allow you to travel back in time (because we just started watching Back to the Future III during lunch in my class). I’d also somehow like the ability to post pictures on this blog and an understanding of PHP but that might be stretching things. Jed told me he’d like the ability to not need sleep or food (because you’d have all this extra time) but if I had those powers I’d probably do those things for fun anyway (and I’d probably just waste more time).

I just tried the fish and chips at Smiles. A piece of it fell on my telephone bill and formed a tiny puddle. I think if I jiggle in my chair I can feel the oil molecules assimilating into my waistline. I haven’t had food this oily since KFC dinner at Ed’s.