Monday, April 14, 2008

I'm standing in the shower this morning, washing my hair. I'm thinking about how I’m in a total obsessive panic about this scrapbook* for Mel which I agreed to do(I dreamed about it last night), and my mind is just sort of flitting around. Then out of nowhere, the word “CRYPTOZOOLOGIST” pops into my mind. I roll it around on my tongue a little bit. Then I think, where the hell did THAT come from?

*I so totally freaking do NOT scrapbook

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