three hundred posts and babbling

Serves me right. I diss psychology and it disses me right back. It’s a proper butt fuck. I failed! A whole test! For the first time in my life! It feels strangely releasing. I think, if someone would really piss me off now, I might be able to kill that person. Because I have failed in school I am now half-way to becoming a juvenile delinquent. Or wait, am I too old? Because if that is the case, it would mean I’d just embody the pathetic student who can’t deal with problems maturely. And that, dear Oddballs, would be the opposite of “Newsflash!”.

Where am I going with this? First, let me present to you my conclusion, however superfluous: Just because you hate something (psychology) doesn’t mean you don’t think the knowledge isn’t worth anything. To many nots? I do not disagree. Anyway, stay with me! I’ve been watching the first three episodes of Whedon’s Dollhouse that Ape gave me. And I have got to say, I was a little disappointed. Maybe Eliza Dushku isn’t the right person for the job. She is also the producer. Weird, no? I like her, and she is a good actor. But in this context, she’s not doing it for me. The first episode was ok, like, I think I might be liking this, give me more! The second one was good. The action! The beginning to crackle of the Echo! And then there’s episode three and I am on occasion downright bored. What is this? I had not expected this series to be so excruciatingly mainstream. Everything about it breathes déjà-vu, and not the eerie concept kind but the been there done that kind of DV. If it had just breathed a little more Whedon. This only breathes pleasing the masses and gaining little or no nerd-respect. But mark well, I have not yet given up on Dollhouse.

To move on, I was now supposed to elaborate on why I think psychology is made interesting when watching Dollhouse. Like how they approach the concept of personality and its psychological, biological and cultural components. Or how they don’t. I don’t know, I suddenly lost my inspiration. And I have also reached a higher, much better level of my previous conclusion. So basically, I’m just going to drop the part where I argue for my cause and skip ahead to my final and possibly incomprehensible words:

Just because you are disappointed with something (psychology, Dollhouse) doesn’t mean you don’t think it isn’t worth… Nothing? Funny, I’ve always pictured myself master of negations. Turns out I’m not. But then again, I never pictured myself failing a test.

I go now…?

Trick is to get over it, or under it, and enter it.

Tonight we had burgers student style. Ape's was free, tiny's was good and Mousse's was moldy.

During the meal, tiny explained why she chose to spend her Sunday in the company of approximately one hundred naked women's bodies, and why she was "in awe". Mousse taught the crowd how to correctly drink a pint of Staropramen dark while Ape wore butch and elaborated on Lenin's kind heart.

Afterwards, we wrote down words.

We share!

Next time, we'll just podcast it. For the blind and the dyslexic. And the most desperate.

He entered the room. Then he entered a woman. And another one. And another one. And now he’s spent.

Oh! OOH!

He’s back. He enters a woman.

The woman, seemingly mad, stakes him.

- Do not stake while I am staking you, please.

- Oh, I’m sorry, I think there’s been a misunderstanding.

He enters another woman. She speaks no words. He throws his head back and laughs. Why is he laughing?

Because he is entering a woman.

Red hair. A red haired woman is watching him from afar. Across the room. Her gaze is as penetrating as… Suddenly, the devil appears. He’s wearing a cape. Otherwise he is naked.

- Who are you and what the hell are you doing in my women?

- I am a soulless bastard. I like entering. A lot.

- As do I (man appears)

- Superman!? Where is your powersuit? asks the vampire

- This IS my powersuit!

- Oh, I see that. Now. Are you really as fast as they say? the Devil asks.

- Hahaha! laughs Superman

- A gentleman would never kiss and tell…? (Devil)

- I like you, says Superman with a coy and flirtatious smile.

- I enter you! (Devil)

And this is the point when the number one enterer (Vampire) turns to the camera and looks vulnerable.

no kittens, just sodomy

And an even better version of it,

Prop 8 The Musical

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