Confessions of a Googler

Today's Musical Inclination: Papa Roach - Scars

I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
My scars remind me that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel

-I woke up thinking of The Mars Volta's "The Widow", but I heard this song somewhere and it's been stuck in my head ever since. So there you have it folks.
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I admit it. I'm a googler. I like to google things. I google lyrics. I google miscellaneous info. I google reports. I pretty much google everything.

High school book report? Googled it. Thank God my teacher was a bit of a pushover, or else I coulda been in deep for plagiarism. That was in first year, by the way.

Other stuff. Chem 1 report? Googled. Kas 1 report? Googled. Eng 10 outline? Googled. Well, more like OPAC'ed. But then, I had to go to google before I got to the OPAC. I got caught red-handed with that one, actually.

I can't help it occifer! Googling is sooo easy! You just type what you wanna find and out it comes in such a glorious, neat, properly arranged format... It's like intentionally getting yourself lost in a five dollar lobster buffet!
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Unfortunately, this will not do for my concept paper in Eng 10. After all, we have to be all "academic" and such. Gee, I sure wish I had known that that would be the focus of college english before I signed up for it. I thought all they meant by that was they'd be teaching us really big hard-to-understand words like meretricious, or defenestrated, or infinitesimal. Anyway, I suppose I was just a bit of shellshocked, that's all. We all have to learn how to use a libary sometime, right?

That's exactly what I did today. It's weird really. I'd only ever been to the CAL and Soc Sci sections of the Libe. When I got down to Filipiniana, I was like, "Oh shit, how come I can't go to where the books are?" Fortunately, the girl behind the request counter was nice enough and not one of those surly "omfg i hate my fucking life" government worker types.

Evidently, I was not alone in that library. I saw two other Eng 10 classmates and a Kas 1 classmate. I even caught up with Jam, which was a nice surprise. She only needed a couple of books, but I must have used up, I dunno, 15 call slips in one day. Is that a big number? I felt like it was, which is why I wanted so badly to get the hell outta there by around 3pm, even though I had originally intended to stay up to 6pm. Jam and I ended up going home 4ish, which was fine. I couldn't have taken much more of that "OPAC-Call Slip-Give ID-Take Book-Read-Take Notes-Return Book-Take ID-Repeat" stuff.
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I told myself I'd start writing at 6. I'll prolly start at 8, or ooohh, 9 more likely. I wanna watch American Idol first.
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Completely Wrong Thought of the Day:

Has anyone else noticed McDonald's Beef Prosperity Burger? It's good. Nice and spicy. I like my meat spicy. AHOOGAH! Oh, where was I? Right, right. One thing, though: it looks like shit. I mean it literally looks like shit between two buns. I won't describe it in any more detail than that because, even though I noticed its awkward appearance, I actually like eating the stuff. So there. Just add your own random twistedness to that thought to taste.