I'm not feeling very intellectual at the moment. This wouldn't matter except that I'm an intellectual labourer.
I guess service workers don't get to say 'I'm not feeling very servy at the moment' and not go into work. Well, I did when I worked at MacDonalds, but I used to lie about the reason at least.
Can one of you toss-pats carry on the Niven war film thread in the creation, please? ('The Greatest Film Never Made') Otherwise I'll have to do it, and I'm not up to much at the moment. Inspired by the nano thread in the Laboratory forum, I was going to put in a bit about a plot to send nazis into Britain through the taps - turn on the water for yer bath and a load of stormtroopers pour out, that sort of thing. And I'll have Hitler riding round on a giant ant if I get my way. So sort it out, will you?
But you're not a warrior for Christ. You're a posturing, insecure teenager who uses religion to rationalize your desire to act belligerently and spout silly dialogue about smiting the forces of evil.
"Yes, spinach and tomato! Yes, on the same sandwich. Look, the other guy makes it for me all the time, so you can too. And I don't want to shatter your worldview or anything, but I'm going to want cheese on that too, ok?"
"I've got my spine, I've got my orange crush?" Does that mean anything at all? No, it fucking does not. Jesus. I mean, I know rock and roll is supposed to poison young minds, but surely not just by force of pure, blatant irrelevance?
