Nov 22, 2007 14:08
Doctors start asking you, "Do you still have periods?" (I nearly said, "Periods of what, exactly?" but I'd left my pedantic head in the waiting room. Pity.)
You're ambushed by a familiar song and your brain goes 'Do you remember him? Do you know how long it's been?' And the answer is longer than you'd been alive, at the time. Quite a bit longer, actually.
You're putting the mugs away. And you go to put 'em in the fridge, not the cupboard.
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