Pebbles and marbles, like things on my mind, seem to get lost and harder to find. When I am alone, I am inclined if I find a pebble in the sand to think that it fell from my hand. --Phish
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Library People
I'm working at the library today, and the lady sitting on the computer next to me looks like a flounder--her skin is mottled to blend in to the environment, and her face angles to a point at her lips, making her look like she is perpetually puckering. Her eyes are heavy-lidded and sit far to the side of her face. Of course I had to meet her on the day that I finally decided breeding between species was impossible.
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