Sunflower Seeds and 60s Euphoria

This evening I sat down infront of my computer, determined to accually do my homework. Write a Theatre CV. Easy enough. I made my chair comfortable and even got myself out a bag of sunflower seeds (*side note: Have you ever noticed that sunflower seeds take more work to shell then accually eat them? Not only do you have to get the seed out of the shell but you also have to do your best not to make a mess of yourself. It's a challenge let me tell you) and a glass of "President's Choice" Coke. Yum. I opened up I-Tunes and proceeded to think about my talents. That's when "Green Tamborine" came slowly out of the speakers filling my entire room with this euphoric vibe that was definitly found in the back of some hippie's van in the 60s. I suppose it doesn't help that I'm presently burning insense but I felt light headed and generally happy. If it's possible to get high off of a song, it just happened. I swayed to myself, sang and wished for a tamborine for those breif three and some odd minutes. As the steady drum beat at the end of the song was coming to a close all was right in the world and I came back to normal...

Except....

Insense and Pepperments followed right after and the feeling didn't go away. On the contrary, it got worse. Or better...however you want to look at it. I smiled. Turned off my light so that the only lights were the glow of the insense stick and of the computer moniter...the computer...why was I on the computer again? Runaway comes on and my mind is back on track with the 60s feelings. As I'm belting out "And I wonder...I wa-wa-wa-wa wonder...." at the top of my lungs my mom walks in my room. Takes one look at me. Raises an eye brow and retreats almost as fast as she'd come in making sure that the door is closed tight. This doesn't stop me. I have plenty of 60s music to last me the entire night!!!

Except....

In mid Austin Power style dancing, I get a message from a classmate: "How's homework coming along?" My head tilts to the side "Home-work?" The words arn't regestering and tehn suddenly BAM! It hits me....crap! My first reaction is to look at the clock...woah! Two hours have passed? What the HELL??? How did that happen. Then I realize that my fun might have been over excessive hyperness brought on by insense, pepperments, and green tamborines...

Good Times...

Raise your eyebrow and shake your head in embaressment for me if you want but don't knock it til' you try it!












P.S. What the hell is up with these ad. comments...dude...I don't give a shit.