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[cimorene]

there's a little stack of rusty, dirty bottlecaps on the bathroom counter, because my sister is collecting them (daddy! i already have six!).

it reached around ninety today and yesterday. i'm unaccustomed, apparently, or undernourished, because it left me lying mostly-asleep on the couch or floor or wherever i happened to be, mostly unable to move.

also, my dad has referred me to someone who wants a graphic of a dead canary (reasons unclear). and this sf magazine seems to spend half its reviews on garbage like movie novelizations and star wars and buffy tie-ins, and dragonlance.

and on the christopher lloyd show today, his crew were dressed in scrubs and blue paper gowns, and one of them was constantly in the background chatting up first a girl and then a guy who 'thought he was a doctor.' nemoricultrix, i'm sorry i doubted you. (CL: you're icelandic? how cool is that? icelandic woman: it's pretty cool.)

Comments

[strangelette.livejournal.com]

...? I don't think you're talking about me. Unless I've forgotten a conversation (which is actually entirely possible at the moment)

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[cimness.livejournal.com]

maybe i am insane? i hope not. i could have sworn it was you telling me about the campiness of the guy.

[strangelette.livejournal.com]

Well... It's possible we're both nuts, but I don't think it was me. Maybe someone else will read this and own up :)