So, my friend sent me a link to this amazing video:
Operation Stealth Nugget
The man speaking, Misha Collins, is completely insane! And I love him. But this video caused an interesting discussion between me and one of my roommates: does Misha possess any form of Ego or Superego?
Our conclusion was: No. A large, resounding no.
Then, I applied these three roles to each of my roommates, here I will outline a typical dialogue.
The Superego--- Becca
The Ego --- Bobbie
The Id --- Me
[Enter to scene- my dorm living room. A couch, and two chairs (one dubbed Chair!Bed by virtue of being a pullout bed) sit in a brightly lit room. A kitchen with a table and four chairs lies in the background.
Disclaimer: Becca asked me to put in here that she is not a naggy bitch as may be portrayed here. I agree, she is not- but for the purposes of this "play" I have taken snippier moments.]
Superego [sits on couch and opens laptop]: I'm so tired of having homework! And at work today I had no time to get anything done. And now my friends won't stop texting me about our projects.
Id [sitting on Chair!bed with laptop open to some variation of textual porn]: I'm sorry, that sucks.
Superego [attempts to glare]: Whatever, you never have homework!
Id [without looking away from screen]: That's not true, I read a book for class this weekend.
Ego, who should be frantically trying to hack away at an eight-page story due the next day, sits on couch in an attempt to avoid guilt over not working on it as diligently as it should.
Superego [pulls out notebook]: Oh yeah, you "read" a book. Or actually you just skimmed every third page.
Id [gives a shit-eating grin]: That's true, but I have an outline written for my summary and evidence ready to fill space.
Both Superego and Ego scoff.
Id [now thoroughly bored from porn, begins searching through the vast DVD collection]: You guys want to watch a movie?
Ego, threatened by even more distraction, moves offstage to her room. The headphones used to hide the fact that she's listening to "Teenage Dream" from Glee again are unplugged.
Id [turns towards wall]: Ego! I can hear that!
Superego: I think we should watch Devour because it has Jensen Ackles in it.
Id [looks at Superego]: That's a great idea, if we actually had it.
Superego pouts and goes back to looking at her math homework.
Id [searches through the movies some more]: How about Beaches?
Superego [glares]: No.
Id [laughs]: Alright then. How about...Supernatural?
Superego: Which episode?
Id [touching each season]: I dunno...probably something with a lot of Cas.
Superego [looking at DVDs]: How about "Changing Channels."
Id: Alright!
The episode plays and Superego has yet to make significant progress on homework due to the epic conversation analyzing Dean, Sam, Cas, and Gabe and their relationships with each other.
Superego [throws notebooks and pencils on ground]: Ugh! I never get any homework done out here. You distract me too much.
Id [looks away from computer screen]: We've discussed this before. I just present you with options. What you choose is your decision.
Superego [glares and pouts]: I'm going to bed.
Id begins panicking. Id knows that the only thing keeping any semblance of sanity in the dorm is the presence of either Ego or Superego (more the latter than the former).
Id: But it's only 1:13!
Superego: I know! I might actually get real sleep tonight!
Superego exists stage right to her room offstage, leaving Id sitting on Chair!bed. Alone in the living room.
(This is going to be a "choose your own ending." Ending 1 is what generally happens when this occurs in real life. Ending 2 is what I imagine could happen were we to allow all Ids to run freely.)
Ending #1
Id sits quietly for a few minutes. Laptop open to its blog. At this point, there are at least 45 minutes to go before sleep can be attempted. Since there's already a disc of Supernatural in, one more episode is watched.
No homework gets done that night. Id has not read for any of her classes since week 3 of school. Id started a blog and writes shit like this in her free time.
Ending #2
Id sits quietly for a few minutes.
Id [shoulders shaking]: I'm...free. Free! I'M FREE!!!!!
Two weeks later, Sarah Palin was elected president and Texas was bombed.
Oh Maddi. This is why I love you.
ReplyDeleteAlso, because in intro psych we watched some psychotic Id/Ego/Superego video and the Id was this man dressed in head-to-toe white clothing (and when I say head-to-toe I mean literally, head-to-toe and not the literally that's like "literally, but actually figuratively" this is actually literally) so I sort of pictured you dressed as the id. It made my life that much better.