I had a very vivid dream about squeezing pus out of an apple, only the apples were the size of blueberries, and the pus/bruise went through multiple apples, and somehow the apples were a part of my body. It was pretty gross.
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It sounds like there's a baby toe named Bob and a big toe named Bob.
Ah. I'm too tired to keep track of duplicate toe names.
To make it work and avoid same name/same foot chaos, I think we may have to switch the big toe names, so that on one foot she's got a baby toe named Bob and a big toe named Jing-Bob, and then on the other foot a baby toe named George and a big toe named Bob.
It's not a perfect system yet, but toe-naming is still a very new field of human endeavor.
Ah. I'm too tired to keep track of duplicate toe names.
See? CHAOS! Chaos in the socks!
toe-naming is still a very new field of human endeavor.
Yes, but you have a pioneer in your house. One day we'll all look back on this and say we remember when it started.
Who has two thumbs and a new washer and dryer?
My guess would be you, but the more important question is, What have you named them all?
Was the corrupt developer dressing up in a monster costume to scare you away? Because then it'd be an episode of Scooby-Doo.
No, there was legal wrangling, and sending in a transsexual spy to seduce our lawyer Mata Hari style, and we were keeping watch to prevent the developer's goons from just burning the place down. But no monster costumes.
Awesome, Suzi! New appliances are shiny.
I'm editing several pieces about hydraulic fracturing. My brain went numb 500 words ago.
I'm editing several pieces about hydraulic fracturing. My brain went numb 500 words ago.
Good luck, it sounds frackking mind numbing.
It must have been a night for crazy dreams, because I had an Audrey Hepburn/Julie Andrews(she kept shifting between the two) Bond-girl type person in dance/fight scenes with the bad guy henchwomen. Fabulous fifties costumes as you might imagine. Very art crouching tiger hidden dragon fighting, but no weapons.
She (Audrey/Julie) was not working with or against Bond, just a third party freelancer who had a long relationship with Bond that seemed unaffected whether they were working towards the same end or not.
It was....odd.