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Dec 16, 2007 09:26

I hate being tickled. HATE IT. Why, you ask?

About five seconds after it begins, it doesn't feel even remotely good any more. Actually, it becomes painful. I'm not sure why, except I did have an uncle who found it the absolute height of hilarity to pin us kids down and keep going until we were bawling and screaming.

OK, answered my own question there, but I do wonder: am I the only person this happens to?

Watched Se7en on DVD last night. I'd forgotten how harsh the end of that movie is. Fuck, but Kevin Spacey's a creepy bastard when he tries.

Bah. Anyway, the office Xmas party was yesterday, and I didn't go. But I still got to sample all of the goodies, because someone brought me a HUGE sampler plate of stuff people potlucked. Mmm. There were these buttery-toffee almond cluster things that you just wouldn't believe... so good. I wish I had more, but it's better that I don't. Sugars were ridiculously high when I got home.

Yes, I've had extra insulin. All is well. G'night, everybody.

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Listening to: Aimee Mann - Wise Up
http://foxytunes.com/artist/aimee+mann/track/wise+up

those people where i work, xmas, celluloid fantasies, go to sleep already, nom nom nom, they pay me for this

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