I swear, I drew and drew and redrew the pole's shadow, and it came out the same curved line every time. So I gave up and decided if my nervous system wanted to draw a curve so badly, who am I to go against it? Maybe I've stumbled across the flaw in my wiring that accounts for the weird and perplexing shit that keeps happening to me. Like one of my socks totally unravelled last week.

I was cable surfing just now and came across a reality show called "Beauty and The Geek", and it's kind of sweet. I hate reality shows. I have no answer for this. Maybe this is how my nervous disorder is manifesting itself. Well, it's a good thing for me to not be so snobby.I guess.