I fear I may be turning into Karl Pilkington. Each Wednesday, I have a class from 5-7:40, in the basement of BYU's JFSB. I don't get reception on the cell in the basement and so when I had a break during class last night, I decided to go outside to get reception. As I walked outside I had the thought, "Wow, this is a perfect day. I wished I smoked so I'd get outside more."
How burned out is my mind that I decide smoking would be a good way to catch a little sun? I'm a bit worried about the connections my mind seems to be making these days. I wish I could say this was a joke, but I truly had that thought. This isn't the first thought I've had lately which left me questioning my own sanity. I think some of this thought process can be directly linked to my just finishing the entire catalog of the Ricky Gervais Show (Podcast), for about the tenth time. Please don't report this to Mensa; I don't want a long drawn out investigation, which ultimately sees me losing my membership.
If you have a question who Karl Pilkington is, this is a good intro:
2 comments:
Smoking is disgusting. Take up chewing. You won't get more air but you'll get those cool circles in you back pockets.
hahahaha...a thumb with one big finger. Put a baby in a room with one contact with the out side world. Why? to find out if it comes out gay or straight!!!
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