11/5/03

So, what is this sneaky trick anyway? The sneaky trick is a phrase that came out of my deep, pissed off subconscious one morning. For some reason my roommates had gotten up one hour earlier than normal (5:30 instead of 6:30) and were sitting at their desks. In my early morning stupor, I just looked at the last two digits on my watch, 30 and assumed it was time to get up. I looked at it again, and realized that it was really 5:30 and I didn't need to be up, I just was. I don't honestly remember it, but both my roommates said I started screaming "The Sneaky Trick" really really loudly and then went back to sleep.

"The Sneaky Trick", I realized later on, embodied the ideals of this little micro-hell I go to school at, and became the buzzword for all the collective little terrible things that happen here that make me want to pull my intestines out my nose. Before, when people used to ask me what was so shitty about it, I'd only be able to give examples of small things that really, of their own accord, didn't actually describe how badly things sucked. It was a bit like trying to describe a cloud without actually having the noun "cloud"; you'd do it by pointing out a drop of water and saying, "Yeah, but there are a hell of a lot of these..."

The Sneaky Trick is the word to describe the collective terrible intricacy of the generally un-groovy things that S.H.I.T. does to people.