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letterbladeThings I've forgotten to put in previous posts:
How you know you're living in Salem: after some offhand comment about your way of approaching things, you are asked, in about the tone of an official asking for an ID, "I'd like to see your eleventh house, please."
Three months. Three denials of lodging. Three denials of love. It's so perfectly symmetrical that I'd almost like to believe that the universe has finished beating on me. (Or would that be petering out?) Except I don't expect the universe to finish beating on me, like ever, and for full symmetry, wouldn't there be three denials of something else? (Friendship, perhaps, but I can only think of two that outright denied it; more who've pulled a fade. Well, there are a few more days yet 'til the actual official Anniversery of Shit Beginning. Today is just the Anniversery of Universe Kicking Me In Nuts But Good.)
New things:
My sunday night/monday morning insomnia seems to have resurfaced. Blargh.
Appetite returning, slowly. Pulling an invisible oily black tasmanian-devil-esque thing with teeth the size of a few grapefruits out of my gut may have helped.
How you know you're living in Salem: after some offhand comment about your way of approaching things, you are asked, in about the tone of an official asking for an ID, "I'd like to see your eleventh house, please."
Three months. Three denials of lodging. Three denials of love. It's so perfectly symmetrical that I'd almost like to believe that the universe has finished beating on me. (Or would that be petering out?) Except I don't expect the universe to finish beating on me, like ever, and for full symmetry, wouldn't there be three denials of something else? (Friendship, perhaps, but I can only think of two that outright denied it; more who've pulled a fade. Well, there are a few more days yet 'til the actual official Anniversery of Shit Beginning. Today is just the Anniversery of Universe Kicking Me In Nuts But Good.)
New things:
My sunday night/monday morning insomnia seems to have resurfaced. Blargh.
Appetite returning, slowly. Pulling an invisible oily black tasmanian-devil-esque thing with teeth the size of a few grapefruits out of my gut may have helped.
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