Go to sleep first. [pause] Eleven Twenty-Two Nineteen Sixty-Three. [pause, then with gleeful delight:] Yay! Shave the hairs!(It was actually a bit more like “Shave a hairs”, but kind of hard to tell.) I can only presume that in the dream I had just agreed to shave after giving her a prickly kiss.
Further Adventures of Sleep-Talking Woman
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The politics of fear and hatred
This is copied from Facebook; it makes a better LJ post, actually. Roughly once a day these days, I read or hear about some piece of Islamophobia…
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Cross-posted from Facebook: post–wisdom tooth report
Apologies for the fact that I haven’t been reading LJ any more, but this thing I just posted on Facebook was important enough, and enough like the…
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Doing much better!
Many thanks to
plumtreeblossom for keeping folks back here in civilization in the loop. And many thanks to those of you who commented…
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