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05 April 2004 @ 06:24 pm
This weekend I had something to say...  
...but I didn't seize the moment and now my thought is gone, gone, gone forever. I got my Spander Inquisition assignment, a good one, and I actually wrote 2175 words. As you can see, I was so thrilled to have written more than eight words in one go that I counted them. So anyway, that was a tiny fruit-bat of fruitfulness to be had from the weekend. I also bought socks. And watched MST3K. And ate fudge. Oh, and I dreamed about zombies. That wasn't especially pleasant, actually. In fact, it was a tripartite dream of badness, where I (1) was planning to get married, (2) realized my gums were turning green with putrefaction, and (3) was forced to fight legions of zombies that attacked the dentist's office. The upside is that I was really glad to wake up and go to work.

That's it. I'm spent. The pockets of my mind are empty.
 
 
 
Destinadestina on April 5th, 2004 07:13 pm (UTC)
Are the pockets of your mind anywhere near the windmills of your mind? Are they round, like a circle in a circle, like a wheel within a wheel?

I seem to be in need of additional caffeine.
(Anonymous) on April 6th, 2004 05:34 am (UTC)
pockets
Surely there's at least some lint in those pockets?
Anna's mind lint... mmmm
You are clearly a female, otherwise the pockets of your mind would be full of bits of string, marbles, used chewing gum, catapaults and the like - so think yourself lucky!
Trepkos