terse.

grumble. so lazy. haven't started studying. i suck, i'm going to fail my finals, and i cannot bring myself to care.

i have had a really laid-back weekend, though, spending lots of time with my friends. i'd feel less guilty about enjoying it so much if finals weren't right on my heels.

i have a loaf of potato bread. i haven't had potato bread in forever. i love, love, love potato bread.

finally, if being gay were a drug... (or, a rather funny mocking of the oblivious.)

scientology scares me.

scientology weirds me out. it bothers me. it was devised by a bad science fiction writer, and the documents i've seen read like scenes from a bad science fiction novel.

well, either that, or they're just disturbing, as is the case with these "L-Rundowns" that i found on operation clambake. they're lists of questions that the auditor (the scientology "counselor" type) reads during auditing (where you're asked questions and the auditor reads your responses through an "e-meter", these little hand-held electrodes hooked up to a dial that measure skin conductivity, and nothing else according to scientists who have looked at them.) i'm not even clear what these lists of questions are supposed to do, maybe get you to "work" through your "hidden mental problems" until the e-meter doesn't read anymore?

bunk science aside, though, just read the first two questions on this rundown, the final "analysis" after one of the series:

1. Did we slide over something you didn't want mentioned?

2. Would we kill you if we found out?

congratulations, scientology. you've gone from creepy to scary.