I have blue fingers. Speckled. My favorite pen that inspires the best exam writing has a drooling problem, and as a result I have blue liver spots all over my fingers.. and I won't lie.. my face. I have cramps in my hands, and in my neck, and papercuts and bags under my eyes and dirty hair and I lost my deodorant. I've written so many papers that I think maybe Aristotle and the Turing Test are going to have a rumble in my kitchen, I keep mixing up the papers so much. I recently wrote a sentence encouraging the enslavement of babies and the protection of dogs, and then had a really good sleep. It's deliciously evil and I'm really enjoying eating perogies and sour cream for every meal except those in which I'm dragged out of my house by Laura (to Denny's), Ian (for sushi) or Steph (Starbucks bear claws). I'm actually getting a more balanced food triangle, which previously somewhat resembled a trapezoid.. or a vitamin. Thank god Bryan had the foresight to send me home with 240 Womens Daily multivitamins, that among the 2000% of my daily intake of calcium, also have papaya juice and spinach in them. I think they've essentially kept me from getting scurvy. I have the best boyfriend. And the worst pen.
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
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