“Human subtlety will never devise an invention more beautiful, more simple or more direct than does Nature, because in her inventions, nothing is lacking and nothing is superfluous.” – Leonardo da Vinci

“Nothing,” Leo? Surely SOMETHING in nature is superfluous , no? Eh? Leo wasn’t a woman, and quite honestly, I would like to have a talk with Nature herself and ask, why so much blood? Why couldn’t the unused egg just hop on down and catch a ride out with urine? HUH?? And Nature is supposedly a feminine entity. I’m thinking at one point, in one weak female moment (how rare they are, but in the grand scheme of things, one in the expanse of eternity is actually a very small percentage), she sold out to that asshole, “god.” You know, that guy that people fear, the one who brings sickness and wrath and sin and guilt. That one.

She got a leg up, and as a reward, I get to bleed. Alright, enough of that…

I gave a presentation in class last night, with a group, as part of our final. I actually worked “ba dum bum!” into my section TWICE. How can you have any fun in front of 30 people without making horrible puns and then pausing for effect? I heard from the rest that we did a great job. Go figure, I actually don’t stress about a class and I get my best grade yet. Lessons learned in life, and all the signs point to “stop stressing about bullshit, Barbarella.”

Work is busy. I’m shaking things up among the little cliques in the office, and taking a secret joy from all the colorful ruffled feathers. So pretty. Slowly, my powers of manipulation will manifest themselves in my success (oh, and there’s some very hard work involved too, you know, I’m not just manipulating my way into positions and raises, you know, I DO make an impression through work quality alone). It’s just so much fun to craft ideas and sway opinions, drop a hint like a seed and watch the carefully chosen mind cultivate it until it grows, independent of me, into the flower I hoped it would be. God complex? No. Nature complex. Human Nature.

No more of that for you…

Time for me to work, and WOO HOO! A three-week break from school. I feel some socializin’ coming on.

-Barbarella

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