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I think one of the best things about my apartment is being able to dance naked on the roof in a thunderstorm. Although this also makes me envy the Slack Shackers, who have a nice grassy hill behind their house they could clean up and dance naked on; I'd definitely rather feel earth beneath my feet than tar paper, but what I have is still quite enjoyable.
Spring must be here. I've been taking care of all sorts of things that have been hanging over me. Last night, I danced in the red glow of the setting sun, and sat and watched it slide below the horizon. Then, filled with more energy than I could discharge to the people around me, I decided to lounge on the roof of a cottage.
Oh yeah, I wanted to post a link for any would-be authors and/or Science Fiction/Fantasy fans who haven't yet read The Well-Tempered Plot Device. Anybody up for a clench race?
Spring must be here. I've been taking care of all sorts of things that have been hanging over me. Last night, I danced in the red glow of the setting sun, and sat and watched it slide below the horizon. Then, filled with more energy than I could discharge to the people around me, I decided to lounge on the roof of a cottage.
Oh yeah, I wanted to post a link for any would-be authors and/or Science Fiction/Fantasy fans who haven't yet read The Well-Tempered Plot Device. Anybody up for a clench race?
