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imaginarycircus at 11:41pm on 04/06/2009
imaginarycircus at 11:41pm on 04/06/2009!. Crazy math guy yapped at me for a while today and started the conversation even though I was reading and did not stop until he started offering to buy me cookies. He's so pathetic sometimes, but sort of sweet in a sort of creepy way. He told me that I have "beautiful white skin--like the English." Uh. OK. I said that made sense since I'm 75% Scottish and Irish. And he started to ramble about how the Irish were different and I had no idea what the hell he was trying to say. So I just nodded and smiled. Then he told me again that he always wished he was Irish. (He's Eastern European and Russian Jewish by way of Brooklyn. He likes to say he had red diapers because he parents were Stalinists in the 1930s.)
2. I cannot remember a book I had when I was about 11 and it is driving me up a wall. It was a collection of Cetlic or Scottish folk/fairy tales. It had a version of Tam Lin in it that I cannot find and I think his name was spelled differently (Tomelin or Tomlien.) I've searched and searched online and I can't find it. Maybe my parents have the book somewhere.
3. My allergies flared so badly an hour ago that I couldn't really breathe and when I tried to use the neti pot the water went down my throat because my nasal passages were too swollen. And then there was some vomiting. The life I lead is glamorous and full of phlegm. The benadryl must be clouding my brain, because I almost typed "full of pholgiston." That would be a very different kind of life. These berries taste like burning, indeed.
While looking for a "Hi, liar" image of Ralph I found this gem:
2. I cannot remember a book I had when I was about 11 and it is driving me up a wall. It was a collection of Cetlic or Scottish folk/fairy tales. It had a version of Tam Lin in it that I cannot find and I think his name was spelled differently (Tomelin or Tomlien.) I've searched and searched online and I can't find it. Maybe my parents have the book somewhere.
3. My allergies flared so badly an hour ago that I couldn't really breathe and when I tried to use the neti pot the water went down my throat because my nasal passages were too swollen. And then there was some vomiting. The life I lead is glamorous and full of phlegm. The benadryl must be clouding my brain, because I almost typed "full of pholgiston." That would be a very different kind of life. These berries taste like burning, indeed.
While looking for a "Hi, liar" image of Ralph I found this gem:
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See, your experience with the neti pot is my biggest fear and what keeps me from attempting it. My mother used to make these dire comments about how you can drown in a teaspoon of water !!eleventyone!! and I am still traumatized.
Hope you are feeling better.
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