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May. 19th, 2006 09:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dumblemopSince, in quantum terms, I almost got a call from her today, I decided just now to look up one of her Trillian logs.
Bad idea. I couldn't even get through the first screen. I didn't even scroll once before I had to close it or I'd throw up.
I can read the beginning of the first one, for awhile. And I just get tired of reading it, I don't have a physical reaction.
I wasn't expecting that. God. My skin is crawling and I can't sit still. I need to go bang my head against a wall.
In other news, because I need to say something, I stumbled across an ant battle on the steps on the way to my math exam. A moiling mass of ants the size of my spread hand, with the survivors crawling over the bodies of the dead to attack and attack and attack again. The corpses were piled three deep in the trench, with another layer of soldiers battling on atop them.
Good thing Alison was exempt from the exam.
Bad idea. I couldn't even get through the first screen. I didn't even scroll once before I had to close it or I'd throw up.
I can read the beginning of the first one, for awhile. And I just get tired of reading it, I don't have a physical reaction.
I wasn't expecting that. God. My skin is crawling and I can't sit still. I need to go bang my head against a wall.
In other news, because I need to say something, I stumbled across an ant battle on the steps on the way to my math exam. A moiling mass of ants the size of my spread hand, with the survivors crawling over the bodies of the dead to attack and attack and attack again. The corpses were piled three deep in the trench, with another layer of soldiers battling on atop them.
Good thing Alison was exempt from the exam.
