Official Spring Break: Day Seven

Well, I'm not paticularily looking forward to tomorrow, but meh, you know how it is.
So, this is the worst Spring Break ever. Not only am I continually getting smote-I only had creepy cracker things for dinner...with pie and a banana for dessert when my mother wasn't looking-but I'm getting sick and I have artists block, plus people seem to have this insatiable desire to stick their nose in my business. Had I known the inner workings of my mind were so interesting, I would have written them down.
Anyway, my mother is having problems with a co-worker, so of course I had to give her advice. She has to talk to this woman about her behaviour towards the patients, one in paticular, and mom is stressed about it. I told her to call upon the inner Nazi and bust this workers ass. Of course I got smacked for that one, but it was a friendly one. Which is curious, because usually she knocks me unconcious and I wake up in a mine field...he...heeh...
Well, I'm gonna listen to music and play solitaire before Meagan boots me off the computer. I may blog some more later.

Well, later is upon me. Yeah. I'd like to take the time to swear my undying devotion to Cybersix and all of her uber coolness. She makes my crappy Spring Break worth living. And she has a giant panther/brother, named Data 7, who is also cool with a touch of uber. And the opening song is AMAZING! I have to learn to sing it! If only it was for piano, but alas, even if it was, I wouldn't be good enough to play it, but I would still die of happiness. And Jose is the coolest little spastic I ever did see. He's all like, mini-Hitler. And Adrian would totally be "hot", if he wasn't Cybersix in disguise. Shows where people can't figure out who the super hero is are great, Sailor Moon being the biggest example, even though it is totally obvious. Lucas is so uber-stupid! "Wow, Adrian Sidleman, you kinda look like this chic I know who runs around the city at night in a black outfit with a big-ass panther, but you are wearing glasses, and have your hair combed a different way, so you must be someone else!" Plus, they even sound almost EXACTLY the same. I also love the fact that everynight, a part of the city explodes, or is destroyed by a huge monster, and there never seems to be anyone who sees them or who notices that, hey, that bridge fell down in broad daylight. Probably just shoddy construction...and there's a giant snail on it. And there are roaring wild cats on the roof in the middle of the day in a busy street. Geez...who is that uber-dumb?
Dude...I say uber a lot. Hah ha...uber uber.