bleah
leaving church today i noticed some worms on the sidewalk, drying out and dying in the sun after being flooded out from underground by last night's storms.
today that's how i feel.
it must be that i need some more sleep today.
posted by CamoBunny at 12:32
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Today at the beach there were tons of razorclam shells. At first I tried to avoid stepping on them, but then I gave in to the temptation of crushing them gently, unavoidably beneath my Red Suede Boots (just as one does with bubble wrap perverse fleeting destructive popping pleasure). The curious thing was that there were some teeny, weeny baby razorclam shells in among the normally sized ones. About the size of worms they were.
3/12/2006 01:01:00 PM
i can't resist the urge (compulsion?) to save worms when i find them- they are so slimy and ooky but i still have to bend down and pinch them up and move them onto the grass. every worm. every time. it's gross, and presumably they die anyway. but i can't help it.
i would have done the same for you, had i known you were feeling like that.
3/12/2006 06:22:00 PM
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