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June 08, 2008
Unconscious Mutterings Week 280
Tired. Oh, so tired. But the barriers are much weaker at times like this, so I choose to do the meme now.
- Rambling :: ranting, rolling, stone, wandering
- Magnetic :: personality, attraction, repelling
- Again! :: “Hey, Rocky. Watch me pull a rabbit out of my hat.” (No, I don’t know why Bullwinkle has been running through my head lately, but there you are.)
- Acoustic :: Guitar
- Mahogany :: Wood, rare, precious, gorgeous color.
- Promises :: “You made me, promises promises…” “Flowers, chocolates, promises you don’t intend to keep.”
- Ill fitting :: Costume, not custom, off the rack, not handmade
- Sublime :: aaaahhhhh…, divine, contentment
- Poop :: Deck, buttheaded
- Disoriented :: Lost, confused, Alzheimer’s, disorientated
A shower and then to bed, I think.
Posted by sally at June 8, 2008 12:01 AM
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