And that whole analysis of mushroom = penis, that just makes everything sound so much worse.
And really. Erm. He isn't causing much damage-- my brain just seems to be made of hardcore crack these days.
And, in related news, I actually had to force myself to lay down around 10:30 this morning in the hopes that I would be able to sleep, and my dad came in around 1 and was like, how long are you going to sleep? and I was like, I'm up! And I haven't stopped talking since then, so apparently. Yeah. I'm just insane. I don't even know what I'm talking about.
I know we've discussed how muses interact with their brains and everything, but I'm really starting to feel borderline dissociative, because sometimes they're apparently just talking for me more and more. It also doesn't help that my friend Zarita completely bypasses me sometimes to ask the opinions of my muses. :-/
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And that whole analysis of mushroom = penis, that just makes everything sound so much worse.
And really. Erm. He isn't causing much damage-- my brain just seems to be made of hardcore crack these days.
And, in related news, I actually had to force myself to lay down around 10:30 this morning in the hopes that I would be able to sleep, and my dad came in around 1 and was like, how long are you going to sleep? and I was like, I'm up! And I haven't stopped talking since then, so apparently. Yeah. I'm just insane. I don't even know what I'm talking about.
I know we've discussed how muses interact with their brains and everything, but I'm really starting to feel borderline dissociative, because sometimes they're apparently just talking for me more and more. It also doesn't help that my friend Zarita completely bypasses me sometimes to ask the opinions of my muses. :-/