Jun 26, 2007 17:32
My sense of touch came back in the middle of the night. This was rather inconvenient, as I immediately woke up to at least seven bruises down my side.
... I suppose feeling things is necessary after all. Such as avoiding smacking into doorframes/branches/doorknobs repeatedly and thinking nothing of it.
Why are there no job listings? I need company aside from my disagreeable, arrogant roommate. I wonder if they sell Mew-kittens.