being alone in a big house can start to mess with your mind... or at least it brings out some of my weirder proclivities. for example, when i was little my mom showed me that towards the beginning of the end in the life of impatiens, they grow little green buds that pop when filled with seeds. well, i spent twenty minutes today wandering around the house and our garden popping said poppers. i've also been having rather long sessions of intense bouncing and hip wiggling to the bye bye birdie soundtrack. i highly recommend it. also, why would anyone eat duck tongue? and why would they tell me about it? also also, why do i think that all blogs are talking at me specifically? please enlighten me with any answers.
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