Invisible

      I'm debating whether to take a "powerful" medication that could make me sleep heavily for twenty hours, or at least that's how high the bar has been set. I'm thinking I might as well, since life is kind of boring to a laughable extent. I went downtown today, but I never made it to Wal-Mart. I started feeling like utter shit; I almost vomited on the bus and I felt like my right leg was trying to fall off. So while my mother went in for a haircut I sat in A&W and texted my friend. Or at least I thought she was my friend, but literally every time I text her, she says "Who is this?" and I just feel so...for-gettable. Literally every time.
      So I recuperated, bought a giant Lindt chocolate bar because I love Lindt, but it tastes...different. Yummy, edible, but different; like my taste buds are out of whack. And my stomach keeps doing these nasty flips. Like I ate a gymnast.
      Today could literally be erased from time, and I wouldn't care. Think I'll just get a puke pail, take some Midol and relax in bed.

Shrek 1 Plothole!

      Seventeen years later, I finally see it. And it's only in the first five minutes. The old lady has Donkey on a rope, she's going to sell him, and she expects big money because he can talk. So Donkey's trying to keep quiet, until the jar of fairy dust smashes him on the head and he can't contain his excitement when he starts flying. He starts talking, and the captain wants his guards to seize him!
      Yet nobody gives a damn about the talking pigs. Or the mice. The bears. The wolf. Donkey's cute and all, and I'd gladly let him talk my ears off; but if all animals can talk, he's not special. In fact if the snake and frog are the only animals who don't have that ability, they are the animals you'd want.