Today was simply great. The morning was fantabulous, with all the fast-slow, heavy-light, etcetera. It reminded me of my experience as a balloon at one point, and then my (in)experience as a murderer.
Then, lunch. The only part of the day I really could have done without. Mostly because a BEE LANDED ON MY ARM. I HATE BEES. The fact that I didn't SCREAM bloody freaking murder was because I knew it gave me the greatest chance of getting hurt, and the fact that my fear response tends toward the "cower" rather than flight.
Also, who here thinks that the play is getting terribly violent? I have this bad feeling I'm going to hurt myself and badly. Oh dear.
I Have Extra Pencils If You Need Them
Oh, And Sticky Notes, I Have Those Too,
Time To Memorize Questions,
~Austin Dennis~
PS. George, you know we love you.
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