Jacqui (jacqui) wrote,

I really shouldn't be up right now. I've been so relentlessly sick and I desperately need the sleep. I had gotten up to pee, I do this about a dozen times per night, and all of a sudden I had this revelation, my real life friend might be the same person as my Live Journal friend. This has happened to me before, and while I recovered from the shock, and am fine about it now, it's still a pretty jarring experience when it happens. I came flying out of my room, nearly smacked face first into the door, and crushed a few cats, on my way to my office, where I am now scratching my head and puzzling over this. Of course if she turns out to be she, I won't be able to talk about it because maybe she's protecting her identity, and that might be the reason why she wasn't able to tell me in the first place. Has anything like this happened to any of you here? It's the weirdest feeling, kind of scary, shocking, and exhilarating at the same time. Of course if I'm wrong I'm going to feel like a completely messed up, crazy, damaged, bird head girl.

Rodentia. Rodents, I do love rodents, love, love, love!!!!

When I was behaving as a more devoted animal activist, I wouldn't wear leather, well, I'm still queasy about it, and only have it on the bottom of my shoes, never a watchband, or purse, or clothes. I still feel like a serious wuss about this though because I don't want to have anything involving animal suffering or death connected to me in any way. One of the things that bothers me is silk. I feel sorry for the little silk moths. I also feel sorry for bees and somebody else but I can't remember because my brain fuzziness is doubly fuzzy when I'm bleary eyed with lack of sleep.

Oh damn, Precious Pea walked on my radio and reset all of my carefully preset talk radio channels, argh, argh, argh.

Wow this one's kind of weird, giant flowers.

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