Ten thousand feet of pure freedom.
Sep. 23rd, 2003 08:37 amI'm confused by myself this week.
Physically, i'm a little under the weather, and have been sleeping too much (but as of this moment, i'm breathing normally, so maybe it's passed). Emotionally, i'm all over the place. I feel odd, a little different. I'd blame it on the haircut; Samson and all that, but maybe it's a symptom. I'm concerned for someone, and it's made me feel kinda useless and distant. I've had a couple of important friends from years back show up, at least within verbal contact distance, and i realize how much i've missed them, and what kind of impact they've had on me in the short spurts of time i had with them. I feel a little less superstitious. I feel a little bit more "me". I feel less surface, and more in touch than i've been in quite a while. I had to shut myself off for some time, but i think i'm finally, slowly working my way back. Maybe i can blame it on the coldish (!) weather, and the windows being open.
( I wish i had a paid account so i could use an icon i made. )
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eisdammerium is a translucent, dusty gold powder made from the eyeballs of a heffalump. |
FifthDreamium is a milky, runny puce gel drained from the feet of a rat that eats the Tum-Tum tree. |
Mixing eisdammerium with FifthDreamium causes a violent chemical reaction, producing a cloudy maroon potion which gives the user the power of breathing fire. |
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I like that.
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FifthDreamium is a milky, runny puce gel drained from the feet of a rat that eats the Tum-Tum tree. |
Yet another fun meme brought to you by rfreebern |
"I don't like mountains much," Mitch said.
"Oh, I do, Kaye said, thinking of the slopes and white
peaks of Mount Kazberg. "They give you freedom."
"Yeah," Mitch said, You jump off, and you get ten thou-
sand feet of pure freedom."