Stream of Consciousness

Chelsea just made the sound of a dying dinosaur baby. And while she was reading this sentence over my shoulder, she informed me of an interesting picture about the reason why dinosaurs became extinct. It turns out, they dug holes in the ground to find more food, which eventually caved in and killed them. That reminds me of Karina, and how she thought scientists knew why dinosaurs went extinct. She was convinced. But she also thought hyenas weren't real, so I think we can stop talking about Karina, now. "Do you believe in Hyenas?" (British accent). "Hyenas are real, Karina." I should really be working on my essay. But this is so much more fun. I kind of want to make one of those lists itemizing my incredible procrastination skills. I could talk about searching for dinosaur pictures (5 minutes), or last class, trying to find someone's blog (75 minutes). I still think I should write my "how-to" essay on "how to use sarcasm efficiently." I mean, the teacher said to think about "what are you an expert at?" I'm definitely an expert at using sarcasm... Chelsea found the picture. It really isn't as good as she thinks it is. She also wants to know why my stream of consciousness is in one paragraph. But isn't that what stream of consciousness is? AND now she has indignantly proclaimed that the picture really is amazing. OK, she just spelled my name wrong. What now? I'm really glad I have English class with Chelsea, but I have to say that having a writing class located in the computer lab was really poor thinking. NO, i didn't just spell thinking incorrectly... I just typed it wrong. Anyway, Jessi is trying to come up with an expository essay topic. Yes, Jessi's name has an "i" in it, Chelsea. I just forgot it, that's all. I feel like this won't make any sense to anyone unless they read both blogs simultaneously. And even then... Ok, I need to work on my essay some more. This honestly wasn't as fun as I thought it would be. Maybe that's cause I don't have very interesting thoughts. Although, I always used to pride myself on having interesting thoughts. This is kind of a depressing revelation. I hope I'm just having an uninspiring day, and that my thoughts aren't actually so boring. MMMMMM maybe going to a zoo would help inspire us. Let's go... Byee! We're off to the zoo. (stahm)