August 9, 2008

  • They do.

    My onions burn from chopping up eyes for fresh chicken noodle soup.

    I've felt dizzy ever since I got off the plane. It's as if I'm 9 years old again, sailing through the Georgia Straight during a storm. If I still feel like this at work tomorrow, I'll probably fall off a ten foot ladder and end up splattering my brains all over the floor.

    I hate landing in planes. I don't know if it's just me, but whenever it lands I feel as if a long sharp blade is piercing straight through my ears one side to the other. I feel as if a ghost somehow reached inside my head, bypassing my skull and is crushing my brain with both their hands.

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