As the title says, and I'll elaborate:

We're all mad here in Wonderland... heh, hehe, hehehehe

That's personally in response to two friends of mine and their journal entries, but I believe anyone will get a kick out of it.

On to my actual update of progress and the such:

Well, life is always an experiment and as I've said, social etiquette remains something lost on me. I have no clue what to make of interaction and whether I am supposed to, as a human being, or simply as a male of our species, say more or react. Cory, it's much like you always say.

In any case, this is a lot like the previous journal entry and it's something that tends to catch my fancy quite often. In any case it doesn't really matter, just ranting, now, finally on to something of an actual journal entry:

I keep being told to "borrow" the services of our work's scanner and may, unsure really, but who knows, perhaps you wonderful viewers out there in the vast beautiful world will see my art and laugh. Laugh because I don't put nearly as much time into things as I know I should. It's too bothersome to really pursue a project from start to finish unless I am required to finish it.

That's a great idea really. If only someone could force me to finish projects. <hears a gun cock> Yes, sir master, you're right I is so sorry... it won't happen again... please don't hit me! Not again! Not the hook in the basement! I don't like the hook! It mocks me! Dear god no master! Please! Pleeeeeease...... ... ...

I've noticed that a lot of my friends seem to have contracted depression and other morose thought patterns. While it is amusing to hear their comments, I'm beginning to wonder if it is entirely depression or my previous theory that this world, especially this state we reside in, is a living, sentient creature fed by our psyche and emotional feedback. Crazy you say? I don't blame you, but it explains why this place is not getting any better and people keep circling like flies waiting to land on a piece of carrion to deposit their young little riggling maggot-spawn all over its bloated carcass. Uh-oh I've become cynical again. Oops, sorry. It's grating to see such wonderful boys and girls become such whiny gents and ladies focused only on the negative aspects of themselves and living. Before any of you point the finger, I'm aware that I tend to be "pessimistic" but I ask you to ask: "When has he not been pessimistic?"

As to the college seen: I do my work because I'm told to do it and to not do it means I fail. As usual I really don't care much for the assignments, but at least I can continually learn new facts and take in all kinds of wonderful points of view! So fun!

I may get back to writing more soon. Honestly I've a lot I could post, but they aren't nearly close to anything I feel is good and not worth reading. Also they happen to be a lot of classwork which would be boring to read.

Well, one more time down the rabbit hole eh Alice? Fun, fun, fun! It's always so fun! And that I mean without any sarcasm...

P.S. - I wonder if I should throw caution to the wind and finally uphold carpe diem? Perhaps it could be amusing... I just may.