*phew*
Okay, I feel better now. Sorry about that.
But yesterday I was really wiggin' out about the chalk board. My teeth were really sensitive so I was on edge anyway but then I started feeling really nauseated when thinking about the chalk-covered eraser sliding over the board, pushing the chalk words down, chalk on chalk, sliding, grinding. I very nearly couldn't go to my next classes. Perhaps all I have to do is cut my nails.
I'm such a weirdo.
I want a subscription to Marquis.
Okay, I feel better now. Sorry about that.
But yesterday I was really wiggin' out about the chalk board. My teeth were really sensitive so I was on edge anyway but then I started feeling really nauseated when thinking about the chalk-covered eraser sliding over the board, pushing the chalk words down, chalk on chalk, sliding, grinding. I very nearly couldn't go to my next classes. Perhaps all I have to do is cut my nails.
I'm such a weirdo.
I want a subscription to Marquis.
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Your focus on the sound of the rustling leaves reminded me of some one I know.
Me.
Hey, do you really like pinball, or were you just bored or shy at the last Rocco's meet?