This afternoon I had two vaccines, flu in my left arm and pneumonia in my right. I'm feeling slightly, erm, woozy. Touch fuzzy get dizzy. And I'm moving like a robot. Because arms swell. Arms... swell. Does that sound weird? Arms swell and arms may smell, but swollen arms smell swell. That sort of thing?
Then there was dinner in North Van with my grandma, Emily, Joe and Marc. Em and I discussed our abiding love for Josephine at length. Josephine is an art history teacher at Cap College, and she is one of my top... two... favourite professors. Or three? In any case, we were talking about Josephine's luscious descriptions of THE BREASTS and THE BUTTOCKS of various renaissance statues, and my grandma cried out happily "Maybe she's a lesbian!"
Where was this going?
I love my grandma. She drinks coolers just like me, but she's ninety, so that makes it hip, not sad. And she doesn't hate on the minorities. She is a good ninety. Plus she is squishy.
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Hello there! I can't actually think of anything to say cause of the fear that a coworker could bust through the door at ANY GIVEN MOMENT. See you soon...?
xx
K
Ooh, a Kimi comment! Yeah, we should do something soon. Soon is good.
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