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 November 23, 2001

The dull conversations in my head

INT. Dave's Body - Friday Morning : 7:32 AM PT to be more precise

Brain: "Hmm...I have an exam in about three days. Since I have a study session this afternoon, with Tomo, maybe I should look at the class outline to see what this course has been all about."
Eye: "Hmm...interesting. It says here we have a textbook for this course."
Brain: "What?!?! A textbook? Since when? I don't remember any textbook."
Eye: "It says right here...under 'TEXTBOOK' on the outline."
Brain: "Gimme that! Hmm...but I don't recall reading any textbook..."
Gut: "Oh crap. Looks like its gonna be one heck of a crap busy weekend."
Feet: "Brrrrr! I'm cold! Any socks people?"
Brain: "Shuddap people! I'm trying to think here! Memory! What did this textbook look like?"
Memory: "Zzzzzzzzzzzzz"
Brain: "Ok. We're boned."

A few minutes later, I logged onto Amazon.com and checked for the so called "textbook" and to see if they had a picture of the cover so it could jog my memory.

Memory: "Ugh. OH! THAT book. Right. Yeah, now I remember."
Brain: (Slamming Memory against a wall) "Ok wise guy!!! So where did you put the darn thing?"
Memory: (Shrugs) "I dunno!"
Feet: "Uh hello? Socks anyone? Doesn't anyone listen to me?"

After searching for the book for the next 15 minutes, we declared it as a lost cause.

Brain: "Ok. We can't find the textbook. We're so screwed."
Memory: "Don't look at me! I didn't lose it."
Reason: "Yawn. Usually I'm not up at this time, but I can't go to sleep with all this ruckus going on. What are you guys doing?"
Brain: "We got some major problems here. We got an exam on Monday, and we lost the textbook for the course. There are no copies at the library and Memory says we haven't read any of it. So, what do we do now?"
Panic: "I figure we should we flail our arms wildly while setting ourselves on fire with matches and gasoline!!!"
Brain: "Shut up Panic! This is serious..."
Reason: (Rubbing chin) "Hmm. Sounds like we're boned."
Hands: "Oh, oh, oh! I'll go get the matches and gasoline!"
Feet: "And, while you're at it...can you set me on fire? I'm still a little cold down here..."

Well...by the afternoon, I still haven't found the textbook. But on the upswing, my notes seem to be sufficient for study material. Besides, the prof keeps stressing that it's ONLY a test and that we shouldn't worry too much about it. Yeah whatever. I've heard that before...

Oh. I do have to write that poli-sci paper as well. That's also due Monday.

Yummy.

Posted by Dave at November 23, 2001 04:59 PM

 Comments

And you wonder why your screwed Dave? spending all that time on writing nice little tib bits for us. Been a while since i checked in and damn it shows. But it's funny and i'm writing this so i shouldn't be the one to talk :P. Oh well good luck. I'm going to "heal my stomach" now later.

Posted by: Bigape on November 27, 2001 12:32 PM

*wiping tear from eye*

Oh my, honey.


This is funny.

Though a little less time writing these things, a little more studying will alleviate these last-minute-freaks.


All's I'm sayin' is....

Posted by: nellie on December 7, 2001 07:55 PM

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