Satan is allowed to play in the olympics!
Time for us to recruit from the other side!
Satan is allowed to play in the olympics!
Time for us to recruit from the other side!
Newt goes to the vet tomorrow… checkup time… at a good time, I think, as he’s sneezing this morning. (I think that’s just because he was rooting through a dusty box of books I’d opened last night, though.)
This here is the dream sequence…. it makes no sens-iaaaaa.
dreamt of taking my sweetie to the doctor, and the doc (who looked a lot like agent scully) said that sweetie was “too purple” and had to breathe more… we signed up for yoga classes to fix it…instead of what I think of in a normal class, we sat facing one another breathing deeply, and got a big case of the giggles. We straightened up, and looked into each others eyes… we fell together and became one, taking great pleasure in what comes naturally between a man and a woman in love. (The yoga place vanished, and was replaced by a more intimate environment, somewhere down the line) we talked about getting some shoes for the kitties afterwards… It sounded like a good idea at the time, but upon being wakeful, I don’t think Newt’d dig being “puss in boots”, and nor would the other. I did wake up with her name on my lips, and that’s a nice way to begin the day.
Slept too late for walkies this morning, almost 10 hours last night… that’s practically unheard of. ah well. I must’ve needed the extra rest. Off to shower and dress for work-a-rama.
anon (uh-NON) adverb
1. At another time.
2. Soon.
3. At once; immediately (archaic).
From Middle English, from Old English on an, (in one).