Just for Kicks and Giggles

things have gone from bad to worse

Last night I had a dream about the ablative case. Then I started declining nouns in my head. I wonder if this is a prelude to psychotic behavior.

I have been watching a lot of stuff about the French Rev and the Age of Sail and consequently I found myself longing to be back in European History. Like, intense longing. My chair was right in the sun, and I could clearly see myself sitting there, watching Sam drop the chalk and trip over the recycling bin and listening to Suzie say brilliant amazing things that hurt your brain if you think about them for too long. My father told me this is an example of a Great Happy Place, which is a psychology principle.

I think I should be medicated.

posted by The Artist Formerly Known As "Katherine" @ 8:57 AM