cimorene

my parents can be very scary. in nightmares, anyway. well, actually, in real life too. there was a place sort of like a zoo, or a botanical garden, with a big building in which my dad and i were lost. and we were hiding in this closet type place which belonged to a high school biology teacher (not one of mine) whom we met on the way. and then my mom was forcing me to go to a party for church held at the apartment of someone's uncle, on the river, with ceilings that were only about five feet high, and i kept trying to escape and she was angry. well, i didn't say it made sense.

yesterday--or the day before? unnnh--i removed the comma key from my lovely little laptop and picked bits of dust out from under it and put it back in, but now sometimes when i press it it doesn't work. grrrrrrrr.