delusional hangover

if you thought coming down from your favorite drug is bad, just imagine the crash of coming off delusions of grandeur brought on by a foreign library card. so, apparently i'm not entitled to paint a maple leaf on my chest and run naked down king edward avenue. actually my ego was the least of my concerns when a dozen rcmps (royal canadian mounted police for the non-canucks in the audience) beat me mercilessly and demanded i give them the american launch codes. i cracked under their gestapo style torture techniques, but little do they know, they only got my sophomore locker combination. i use the term "sophomore" because canadians have no idea what it means (i.g. freshman junior foxtrot. that's right, we attack at dawn...). i wonder if they know what sophomoric means, as in, "geoff is always so sophomoric." speaking of "favorite drugs", what the hell am i talking about tonight?

so, unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately, my real life isn't that exciting. although tearing tickets at the viff and teaching koreans about polyatomic ions is nearly as stimulating as my life as a covert agent. speaking of the viff, volunteering has been fun, although a bit boring at times. i've met some cool people and i'm seeing some good movies along the way. i'll post some reviews when i get a chance (watch out for descriptive words such as: good, bad, and not bad). this morning i got to work concessions, which is awesome considering there is a high tech espresso machine. that means lots of free americanos for me.

in sad news, my computer is terminal... i mean the kind of terminal that entails imminent death. my hard drive is slowly failing, and even though the s.m.a.r.t. status is still ok, there are some strange noises when i tilt my laptop and i've been seeing a lot of beachballs lately. favorite drug, eh? actually a "beach ball" is that stupid spinning icon that lets you know your mac is thinking really hard. anyway, all the important files are backed up, so i'm not worried too much. unfortunately i don't have any money and i won't be able to fix it anytime soon. hold on little guy, i won't pull the plug unless you're in a persistent vegetative state (yeah, i know, the double meaning of "pull the plug" is genius, thanks for noticing).