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: Chris Walsh (chris_walsh) wrote,
2008-03-10 05:57:00

Chris Walsh
chris_walsh
2008-03-10 05:57:00

Mood: loopy
Music: Alternative Mornings, 94.7 Alternative Portland

Not the fun kind of bumpin'.

My spatial awareness is currently for shit. This weekend up through now I've bumped into slightly more things than normal. My dreams last night even included my getting an ugly, lurid bump on my leg from barking it against something. (It's Kuato! Growing out of my shin!)

May I move from here to work safely and non-bumpingly? Please?

Post-Commute Edit: My way remains unsmooth. I nudged (at least not bumping, but still) the same poor woman on the tram twice this morning. But I'm at work, and seated, and that should help.

Tags: peregrinations, portland

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Not the fun kind of bumpin'.

“This is Capt. James T. Kirk of the Federation Starsh—” boooom

Poetry, recited, on screen

Out-Of-Context Theater.

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Not the fun kind of bumpin'.

“This is Capt. James T. Kirk of the Federation Starsh—” *boooom*

Poetry, recited, on screen

Out-Of-Context Theater.

Error

“This is Capt. James T. Kirk of the Federation Starsh—” boooom