One must wonder how much stress and drugs a brain can take before it desides to take a one-way trip to Timbuktu. No, seriously. I wonder. I spend whole nights using spreadsheets and charts, graphing calcualtors and trained eagle typists pondering what I am sure is something to be on an unsolved mysteries type show.

But the reason I ponder this ponderance isn't because my brain hurts from studying for my finals. Or even that I am stressed over the results of said finals. Let's be honest here, folks. I am lazy, am not particularly worried, and as I have a week between all my exams I am most definitely not stressed out. Maybe a little high from working with sharpies for a few hours making study charts, but my problem is not academically caused.

Rather, I should like to Blame Japan for producing and being purveyors of the most powerful and addictive crack the world has ever seen:

BOYBANDS

It started out as vague curiosity after I saw MatsuJun in Hana Yori Dango. From there it progressed to PVs, Utaban, Concerts, and G no Arashi.

Then I went to Emma's today and watched 4 hours of BoyBand goodness. Including some scary shows of when Arashi was younger and debuting.

But I digress.

I'm pretty sure half of my brain packed up and went to happy land to live in a place where boy bands with ponce-tastic dance moves and who wear colorful windbreakers and bucket hats over mullets and bowl cuts (at least in the early days) reign supreme. But who knows, I'm not my brain's secretary.

And yoinked from Alison, who chose B because she is evil and likes to see me squirm:


This is how it works: Comment on this entry and I will give you a letter. Write ten words beginning with that letter in your journal, including an explanation what the word means to you and why, and than pass out letters to those who want to play along..

1) Boybands- for obvious reasons, if you had even bothered to read my post you would know.

2) Barrettes- Is that even spelled right? I used to have really long hair and many colorful barrette things of many ilks (sparkly, shoelaces, pearl, etc). Now I hate when people tough my hair and my most impressive hair accesory is an elastic.

3) Botox- I was shocked when I heard that the idle rich have botox parties where they all sit around and get botox injections. I wonder why anyone would get it frequently as it effectively gets rid of any expression and everybody knows you got it so stop trying to pull one over on us. Melanie Griffith = too much

4) Bamboo- I like bamboo. I like the word. I like bamboo candles. I like Asia. 'Nuff said

5) Burger- what I am going to get at McDonalds in the next 20 minutes

6) Bed- one of my favorite places to be- love to sleep, love to cuddle, love to sleep, love to read. Ah, bed....

7) Books- I am an obsessive compulsive reader, would read all the time if I could. Love harlequins and romantic thrillers.

8) Beethoven- Alison's current obsession and my current SquickMe!person. I am sure that when he was younger he had his redeeming qualities and was possibly even good looking. However, when I think of Beethoven I think crotchety old guy who wears black and possibly has diseases a plenty.

9) Bloor Street- Love to shop there, wish I could do it more often (READ: wish I had the money to shop on Bloor). Some day I shall go into Holt Renfrew. Possibly next week.

10) Buddha- My little statue of Buddha is in my windowsill. I like the name Buddha, my therapist was Buddhist, and the religion seems to have stuff going for it. However, it also makes me think of "Little Buddha". In the form of Alison, I shall now take my own letter:

Dear Keanu Reeves,

You are not Hindu.

Love Nikki.

I feel it lacks a certain je ne sais quoi that Alison's letters always have, but I am but a scribe.

Now off to McD's!!