Last night, I dreamt I stole the Cosmic Cube away from Doctor Doom and a host of other villains; it seems odd to me that it only sporadically worked for me when I was trying to emulate cool super powers, but worked like a charm when used to bed down certain hot bearmen.
My mind amazes me, in a sort of "what you COULD be doing" kind of way.
In other news, my glands in my underarm have swelled up like a grapefruit. While not feeding into standard gay mens' paranois, I do think I'll visit the doc after work for a check up. It pays to be healthy; mostly my doctor.
My shower calls.
My mind amazes me, in a sort of "what you COULD be doing" kind of way.
In other news, my glands in my underarm have swelled up like a grapefruit. While not feeding into standard gay mens' paranois, I do think I'll visit the doc after work for a check up. It pays to be healthy; mostly my doctor.
My shower calls.
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Date: 2005-03-28 12:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-28 02:11 pm (UTC)Of course, "bubonic plague" is just one of those phrases that make any conversation more fun.
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Date: 2005-03-28 01:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-28 01:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-28 03:36 pm (UTC)So I feel you pain babe...
And go get those arms checked out...that's no good at all...
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Date: 2005-03-28 07:13 pm (UTC)Um...what paranoia is that exactly? That you're turning into a fruit tree and are about to supply a bountiful harvest?
/shakes head
Re: Actually,
Date: 2005-03-28 09:32 pm (UTC)