Mood: Hysterical
[hysterically laughing, that is]
Listening too: the irritating cackle of Mother Nature as she continues being a bitch
Reading: Fanfiction
Watching: Words being typed onto an electronic piece of paper
Playing: "Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaave you met Ted?" [If you get that reference, you are awesome and I love you! TTwTT]
Eating: Parmesan bagels, Ramen, and Goldfish
Drinking: can't, I'm underage XD [oh, come on, it was RIGHT. THERE!]
Okay, so I'm bored out of my skull and I'm going to work soon, so I figured i might as well write a new Journal entry just for the hell of it. Anyways, earlier I was watching this show on the History Channel called "United Stats of America" [FREAKING. AWESOME.] it's hosted by these twin brother comedians, Randy and Jason Sklar. It's basically where they travel all around this god-forsaken, backwater, trippy-ass country of ours making comedic references that half the time I don't understand and telling people facts about . . . well . . . everything! Where you'll live, how you'll die, how much money you'll make, etc. Only all of the statistics they talk about are based solely on America and it's inhabitants. [Hence the name of the show]. So, I'm watching the latest episode, called "Living Large". They're talking about how much space we use up, personal space, storage space, space space all over the place, etc. So, at the very end, they conclude that within the next 50 years or so, in order to maintain an acceptable personal space boundary, Americans will have to have roughly at least 1,200 sq. ft. of personal space for both themselves as an individual and all the crap they lug around. So they start listing off ideas of how to combat the problem. Eventually, it comes to this:
Randy: "We could invade Canada. They've got tons of space"
Jason: "And let's be honest, they're not gonna fight back!"
Randy: "That feels like the easiest option"
Of course, me being a hetalia fan, after hearing this, all I could think was: Poor Matthew, he's officially screwed.
So, all I really have to say is: Canada, if you value yourself, your territory, and your inhabitants, get America to sell all his useless crap and live in a shed. Otherwise, you will never, ever, Ever, EVER have the slightest chance of topping him . . . save for in fanfictions and geography.