![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
spookyeviloneThere is something seriously messed up with the world when raspberries, serviceberries, thimbleberries and gooseberries are all ripe at the same time. Not that I'm complaining about the berry smorgasboard that awaited us Up Nort', but it makes me worry about that whole global warming thing. We also saw pollywogs and it's wicked late in the season for those too.
Apparently, we go Up Nort' so I can nap. The last several trips, without fail, at some point I will completely pass out into deep, snoring sleep. This time, I burned the back of my neck by passing out face down in a patch of grass. Have not yet decided if this is some sort of hypnosis cue worked on me by That Guy, or if it just takes the rufies that long to kick in. He's a bastard and doesn't even give me the 'you are getting very sleepy..' rap, just parks me by the crashing waves and waits. Like the tide, it's inevitable. Snoring will ensue.
We saw llamas and chickens and bunnies, but no deer. That Guy seemed a bit relieved about that. Can't imagine why. Who DOESN'T love kamikaze crazy-ass deer running out in front of their car at twilight?! It's like he doesn't know how many points those are worth!
Discovered that PowerBar energy ...goop.. is VILE. It has the consistency of fake-tangerine flavoured snot, the really thick stuff that comes up when you're really, really congested. The consistency would be improved if they turned it into one of those Japanese jelly drinks. At least then it would be slightly different than a really bad case of post-nasal drip.
All in all, a very nice day. I'm going to cling to the memory of the nice day like a limpet, because now I have to go to work.
[edit:] That Guy emailed: "I just read your blog post. You forgot to mention that the wild strawberries were ripe too."
You'll notice that he neither confirmed nor denied the presence of hypnotic cues or rufies.
Apparently, we go Up Nort' so I can nap. The last several trips, without fail, at some point I will completely pass out into deep, snoring sleep. This time, I burned the back of my neck by passing out face down in a patch of grass. Have not yet decided if this is some sort of hypnosis cue worked on me by That Guy, or if it just takes the rufies that long to kick in. He's a bastard and doesn't even give me the 'you are getting very sleepy..' rap, just parks me by the crashing waves and waits. Like the tide, it's inevitable. Snoring will ensue.
We saw llamas and chickens and bunnies, but no deer. That Guy seemed a bit relieved about that. Can't imagine why. Who DOESN'T love kamikaze crazy-ass deer running out in front of their car at twilight?! It's like he doesn't know how many points those are worth!
Discovered that PowerBar energy ...goop.. is VILE. It has the consistency of fake-tangerine flavoured snot, the really thick stuff that comes up when you're really, really congested. The consistency would be improved if they turned it into one of those Japanese jelly drinks. At least then it would be slightly different than a really bad case of post-nasal drip.
All in all, a very nice day. I'm going to cling to the memory of the nice day like a limpet, because now I have to go to work.
[edit:] That Guy emailed: "I just read your blog post. You forgot to mention that the wild strawberries were ripe too."
You'll notice that he neither confirmed nor denied the presence of hypnotic cues or rufies.