anwa has stolen your kidneys and run away to the city.
Listening to: The Flaming Lips — All We Have Is Now
Well, dear readers, I’m back and all that entails! Back to the interwebs (and tons and tons of unread messages), back to no weekends, back to school. Bleurgh.
In case you’d been wondering where exactly I went, I had a weekend, so last Saturday after my soccer game I packed up and went back up to Montréal. I spent most of the time sleeping, but when I wasn’t , I was Sims-ing, writing, or playing the Xbox Kinect at the demonstration at the mall. It was fun times, let me tell you, but now it’s done. Speaking of the Sims3, though, Late Night was released today; I’m only sad because I won’t be able to buy it for about another month.
But on the topic of the post title. I will admit that my titles are often nonsensical and only make sense if you think really, really hard about them, but this, while it might seem so at first glance, is not one of them. And this is why: The good people of my English class believe that I am a mass-murdering sociopath who is out to steal their kidneys. Now, some (hopefully most) of you might be wondering how this ever happened. Well, I will offer you this short word of advice:
1) If you watch too much of Criminal Minds and Law and Order: SVU,
2) You happen to be able to recite the eight prime signs of sociopathy off the top of your head,
3) You’re informed enough to understand that kidneys are easier to obtain on the black market than uranium,
Never let it slip to your classmates. Because you will be marked, and your roommate will be afraid to sleep in the same room as you at night.
That is all. I promise that I won’t steal any of your kidneys — you probably live too far away and, honestly, I have far better ways to make money things to do.