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You see me as a judge though I deny it.
At some point in the middle of the night, I was close to the edge of the mattress because of bed-hoggers (plural, because I blame both the dog and the woman), that when I adjusted the pillows I managed to knock my face into the corner of the nightstand, right below my eye socket. I was so mad being woken up by someone coldcocking me, but the pain distracted me from exacting revenge and then I was so angry I just went back to sleep. I was expecting a black eye this morning but there's no mark and barely any soreness. But I'm reminded of this old stand-up comedy bit about the pain caused by bumping your head on the corners of cabinets as being the most extreme every experienced in a lifetime and how it was suggested instead of dropping bombs on enemies we could just drop cabinetry. Could it be it was all so simple then?
Last night I unpacked all my books. And this is what I wrote about it: "They are in no order, which is not unusual, but for many years they were in the SAME non-order so at least I had a visual catalog in my brain of what books were where, but something happened this time, and boxes were combined and shifted and I was sloppy in unpacking, moving across the room back and forth between cases and shelves and now....I'm ruined. I'll never find another book again."
I wish I could sit at home and read all day and night, as going through my library pleases me in the same way browsing in a bookstore does. Except it's cheaper because I've already acquired them all.
I'm starving and I need to finish this table of authorities and I have to attend some staff meeting and hopefully get a jump on my grad school semester self-evaluation but have I mentioned I'm starving so all I really want to do is go home and eat for a second time last night's meal which involved steak and corn on the cob and strawberries so fresh and ripe they melted in my mouth.
Last night I unpacked all my books. And this is what I wrote about it: "They are in no order, which is not unusual, but for many years they were in the SAME non-order so at least I had a visual catalog in my brain of what books were where, but something happened this time, and boxes were combined and shifted and I was sloppy in unpacking, moving across the room back and forth between cases and shelves and now....I'm ruined. I'll never find another book again."
I wish I could sit at home and read all day and night, as going through my library pleases me in the same way browsing in a bookstore does. Except it's cheaper because I've already acquired them all.
I'm starving and I need to finish this table of authorities and I have to attend some staff meeting and hopefully get a jump on my grad school semester self-evaluation but have I mentioned I'm starving so all I really want to do is go home and eat for a second time last night's meal which involved steak and corn on the cob and strawberries so fresh and ripe they melted in my mouth.
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and also: http://www.mavrixphoto.com/galleries/16_5_04/lance_bruised/index.htm
i came home after an hour at work due to extreme dizziness. wtf?
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black eyes are sort of sexy. in the proper context, of course. i'm not sure bedside table injuries qualify.
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Don't hide in the shadows Ray!
I swear, your life is like a Lifetime movie...
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from one nerd to...
books, in order that is.
in case you get a wild hair...
www.vernonlib.com
and www. demco.com
and then there's the big enchilada...
marchive.com.
be still my heart.
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