Hmmm... A Theory.

Okay, so I think I have it. I figured it out while I was watching Grey's Anatomy last night. There was this episode where they had to perform surgery on this woman whose chemo drugs had evidently mixed badly with these herbal things that the woman was taking, and during surgery the surgeons were dropping like flies because her blood was toxic. (Not like they were drinking it, but that it was an airborne toxin.) What does this have to do with anything? Easy- this is a perfect example of what happens to me everytime I sit down to do that stupid Descartes paper. I'm focussed, I'm focussed, I'm foc... oh look, a butterfly- that's cool butterfly- do you think they get to choose their color or does it just happen, if I could be a certain kind of butterfly I'd want to be one of those kickass bright blue ones from the Amazon- I remember seeing them on this computer game I used play in elementary school- I can remember what they are called, but they look so pretty. It's like the perfect shade of blue... where was I?

Oh yes, the fact that when Descartes, like the woman on Grey's Anatomy, comes around- my brain cells start dropping like flies. It's true. I personally think this is an interesting phenomoenon. Don't you?