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I fell off my shoe yesterday and twisted my ankle. It hurts to engage the clutch now when I drive. *sigh* I'm slightly less clumsy that it would appear, because it was right after I exited the museum, which is air conditioned to the point of insanity, so of course right after I exited into humid Texas summer, my glasses fogged up, I took them off to clean them, and managed to step on a rock that I couldn't see because I'm blind as a bat, which made me fall off my shoe.
Weird dream the other night: me and a bunch of friends were at a beach playing a game, a variant of Tag, it would seem, called "Email." One person played the guy checking his email, and one person played the message he was trying to read, and the rest of us were spam. Game play consisted of all of us running around shrieking our Subject: lines at the top of our voices ("VIAGRA! VIAGRA! VIAGRA!") while the guy checking his email tried to find his message. Scarily enough, I think you actually *could* play this game.
And then later on when dreaming, twice I explained to people in the dream that I'd had this really strange dream about playing Email the night before, and explained how to play it.
I should probably answer all the email I've been ignoring for the last 34903294083290 weeks. Or I could just sit on my ass and watch all this video I've downloaded in the last 48 hours. (yay for finding a BitTorrent feed with Time Team on it.)
Weird dream the other night: me and a bunch of friends were at a beach playing a game, a variant of Tag, it would seem, called "Email." One person played the guy checking his email, and one person played the message he was trying to read, and the rest of us were spam. Game play consisted of all of us running around shrieking our Subject: lines at the top of our voices ("VIAGRA! VIAGRA! VIAGRA!") while the guy checking his email tried to find his message. Scarily enough, I think you actually *could* play this game.
And then later on when dreaming, twice I explained to people in the dream that I'd had this really strange dream about playing Email the night before, and explained how to play it.
I should probably answer all the email I've been ignoring for the last 34903294083290 weeks. Or I could just sit on my ass and watch all this video I've downloaded in the last 48 hours. (yay for finding a BitTorrent feed with Time Team on it.)