You know you're tired when...
Jan. 25th, 2006 10:06 amYou're out for your morning walk, and see a 6-foot-tall orange mouse down the street. And you continue walking three more steps before your brain goes: Orange. Mouse. And then you walk another two steps before you think: Person. In mouse suit.
And you're back in the apartment before you wonder what the person in the orange mouse suit was doing in the orange mouse suit.
And you're back in the apartment before you wonder what the person in the orange mouse suit was doing in the orange mouse suit.
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Date: 2006-01-25 06:26 pm (UTC)*sigh*
I need sleep.
Just had mental images of an All Fury Rave...
*headdesk*
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Date: 2006-01-25 07:02 pm (UTC)Ok, tigers and mice don't look a lot alike. But are school mascot uniforms really all that accurate?
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Date: 2006-01-25 07:15 pm (UTC)(also, what was he doing down by the Church, rather than the school? Team's mediocre, but I'm not sure prayer's the answer...)
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Date: 2006-01-25 07:49 pm (UTC)(I also note that there was one post about the new book commencing, and near a dozen about the orange mouse. Now I know what stimuli you guys will respond to...)
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Date: 2006-01-25 09:17 pm (UTC)Praying he wouldn't be set upon by gangs of anti-orange-whatsit bullies, probably.
Sanctuary!!!
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Date: 2006-01-26 02:39 pm (UTC)Sean
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Date: 2006-01-26 11:50 pm (UTC)The guy is a whitetail deer, moving briskly down the middle of a two lane road..
And I'm thinking, Can't he move a little faster, for pete's sake? I'm TIRED.
Then it finally hits me that I'm thinking about rushing a stag.
Second thought--Sleep moves to the top of the priority scale...