distraction...

(From my Xanga. . .I'm sorry, I hate to double up but all of you who won't change from Xanga to Blogger or the other way around are driving me crazy!! So for all of the kiddies- posted in both now. . . )

I have an hour til my final. . .I haven't studied at all and I should be. . .but instead:

5 things I would do if I had the power:

1- Create a defroster for the front windshield of your car. You know, much like the one in the back- with the little black wires and the powerful heat and all- except transparent so that you could still see out of the front windshield and you know, drive unhindered. Let's be honest, that back window melts hundreds of times faster than the front. Winter says, "Your semi-warm pissy air blowing up from the dash is nothing to my icy death! HA!"

2- Create cell phone timers: I.E. a program that you have on your phone that allows you to program in all of your class times, important meeting times, etc and therefore shuts off the ringer for you during those times. Let's see it in action shall we. It's 7:22 and you've spent the last 22 minutes in Dr. Reed's Ethics class. Now, a smart, mindful, prepared person would have turned off their phone or at least their ringer before they entered. But you, being that all you are trying to do this semester is survive and keep your head above the preverbial water, have yet again forgotten. Shocking. And so, your mother (whom you have given your schedule to 3 times and instructed NEVER to call "even to just leave a voice mail" during class because you, I.E. idiot, never remember to turn off your phone, calls. "Joy to the World" blasts through HART with such volume and force that you may think Jesus himself had returned to earth and yet, you know it is only your mother. Calling yet again during her pre-described "No-Call Zones" You fumble for your phone, digging through your pink and purple Old Navy bag with no cell phone pocket (which means that your phone is at the bottom-under all the books, amidst your 13 pens, 9 pencils, 2 highlighters, zip drive, gum and headphones ) and finally find it just as the ringer rounds in on the second verse with "He Rules the World with Truth and Grace". And you wonder to yourself, as you quietly and redfaced silence the phone and curse your mother, why you can't even rule your cell phone with grace. Tramatizing. Truly social suicide. But don't worry, this may or may not have actually happened to me. Nontheless, we see how vital a no-ringer program could be. I know, I know, it isn't that hard to turn off the power. But you know as well as I do that the 999 times that you turn off your phone no one calls, but the ONE time you don't, mom calls just to make sure "your not wearing flip flops in the snow." We have the technology people, we must learn to harness it!!

Okay, I know I said 5 things, but two have worn me out. Check back later for a continuation of what I would do with my all-encompassing power.