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I really wouldn't mind if this week wanted to be over. It's not that there's anything particularly bad about it; it's just taking absolutely forever to get over with. Yesterday I could have sworn time was running backward. (Until I got home, of course, and then it got late early.)
My brain is a very strange place. Last night I had a dream in which I found out that somebody I haven't seen in years was dead. Except the age at which he died (supposedly recently) is the age he was ten years ago. I know he was alive in the real world two years ago, so I have no idea what timeline my brain was following. And no, I do not want to be 26 again, thanks anyway.
If it's going to rain, I wish it would start so it could stop.
Good stuff: it must be summer, because Lily has taken to lying around on her back on the living room rug and falling asleep that way. Someday I really need to take a picture of her doing that, reverse the colors and submit it to Icanhascheezburger captioned "The Norwegian Blue likes kippin' on its back".
My brain is a very strange place. Last night I had a dream in which I found out that somebody I haven't seen in years was dead. Except the age at which he died (supposedly recently) is the age he was ten years ago. I know he was alive in the real world two years ago, so I have no idea what timeline my brain was following. And no, I do not want to be 26 again, thanks anyway.
If it's going to rain, I wish it would start so it could stop.
Good stuff: it must be summer, because Lily has taken to lying around on her back on the living room rug and falling asleep that way. Someday I really need to take a picture of her doing that, reverse the colors and submit it to Icanhascheezburger captioned "The Norwegian Blue likes kippin' on its back".