Steve

In the Aquateen Hungerforce movie, there is a scene where Steve the Lab Assistant is told by Dr. Weird to clock out for the day using the "new" punch clock, which happens to be a voodoo skull. The skull is actually a trap, which sprays him with some sort of demonic mist, causing his eyebrows to slow burn off, followed by all of his hair slowly melting away. His goggles then dissolve, and then his very skin and flesh melt off of his bones and slide to the floor in a puddle of liquid. All that remains is his skeleton in a lab coat, which slowly and quietly crumples to the ground in a pile of bones.

I think it's supposed to be taken for humor (though I can't ever really tell what is "supposed" to be funny when I watch that show,) though I find it a bit unsettling. This is mainly because I sometimes find myself in a strange mood where I feel like it might actually be relaxing and kind of freeing to find yourself melting into a puddle of liquid, leaving your clothes and skeleton behind. I'm not really sure how else to explain this feeling- it's like I suddenly feel burdened by all the problems of the world; the problems I have no control over, and the problems I've unnecessarily created, hating myself for and wondering if and how I can resolve them. I think about these things and feel my brain hurt. If it's bad enough, sometimes the unpleasant feeling spreads to my stomach or other places, and I know there's nothing I can do about it until I find resolution; after all, there's no actual physical ailment causing the pain. But then I realize the brain is, in fact, a physical cause of these ailments. It's the brains fault! If I were to find my skin and vital organs suddenly melting off my bones, maybe the pain would slowly dissolve as well. Sometimes I even find myself closing my eyes and trying to imagine what this might feel like (and sometimes it does actually alleviate the pressure in my head.) Maybe it would make things better.

Or maybe it would hurt like hell (?). Maybe I'm just fucking insane. I don't know. But, at any rate, that's how I feel right now, as I can count at least 3 of those unnecessary situations I mentioned earlier, created in the last 48 hours or so and making me completely hate myself and realize how dense I can really be. Every time I feel like this I think of that scene from that absurd movie, so I figured I'd solidify my thoughts on the matter now, while I still understand this feeling.

Regardless, I do feel bad for Steve. I'm sure he's underpaid for all the crazy things Dr. Weird puts him through. He's definitely a trooper, committed to his job and never quitting when his life gets freaking crazy. Cheers to you, Steve; we should all strive to be like you. Keep on doing that science. Don't give up, even in the face of mutant corn, rabbit monsters or voodoo time clocks.