A dream the other week, of skin.

The other week I dreamnt -

I had my left foot out, and there was this huge crescent of flaking dead skin going across the sole, and I was slowly peeling it back, and there was another huge crescent of flaking dead skin around my lower leg and ankle, and I was thinking to myself, why is there all this dead skin, since it was a little bit much, quantity-wise, though otherwise it was normal, like when you get some dead flaking skin on the bottom of your feet, just a little bit here and there, it was like that, only a lot more of it, and all in one big huge peeling line.

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Multiple huge flies were in my house the other Sunday night:

1) One lit upon a leaf of my houseplant almost directly at eye level across from where I was sitting at my kitchen table, so it was like this big huge black speck on top of a thin green leaf that was like a very thin horizontal line to my eye, since the leaf was sticking out from the stem almost perfectly flat, according to my eye from where I was sitting.

2) Another flew around the bathroom when I was taking a bath, so I swatted it into the bath, and then it was in the water, struggling...  I couldn't get it out with my hand since to try to catch it, it'd just pour out of your hand on top of the water, so I used this metal anti-hairclog inset for my bathtub drain, and swept it through the water like a sieve, and I caught the big fly in it.  Then, I dumped the fly out on the side of the tub, and used the bottom of the anti-hairclog inset to crush it, making this rather surprisingly big moist crushing sound.  A single fly leg separated out from the crushed body on top of a small puddle of water, and it drifted away an inch or so, and just lay there in the water tension.

A sight the other morning on my bike ride in to my library job...

...when the air was cold but the sun strong through the leaves, as I knew fall was here:

A black and white cat dead in the rightmost lane, since someone must have hit it somehow.

I didn't look too close at it as I biked by in the bikelane to its right, since I didn't want to get grossed out.

Great moment from a labor march the other month:

Before and after speeches, they were cueing up disco and R&B on the sound system, and the sea of (black) (women) in front of me kept raising their hands and doing some sassy wrist gesture in time with the music, as they all said "woop woop," just this big giant chorus of them, all in tune and in time with some bit of song.

"woop woop"!

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Comment of a (young) (hip) (black) (male) beachgoer to some girl he was with...

..back on Labor Day, when he was standing on some rocks by the water and massive waves were washing over his feet and lower legs, and he had to keep steadying himself:

"Don't worry, I'm channeling my inner mountain goat."

British culture is so odd.

The other week my one (half British) (half Sudanese) friend (the brother of the brother-sister pair), was talking about how his mom was getting fed up with the NHS before she retired from being a nurse.

He said that she said that before she retired she hated how she felt rushed with patients more than she used to, but the worst was how the paperwork got worse over all the years, to the point where it'd take up a good chunk of your day to do, and then the bureaucrat who did nothing but coordinate the paperwork made more money than you did, all for doing nothing.

"She said that back in the day, the matron supervised," he was like.  "The matron actually had a lot of power."

When he said that, it was so odd, to hear someone talk and for them "matron" was just a word you used, and it wasn't some shit in a novel.

It really is funny how they talk English, but so many of their cultural reference points are different.  They're much farther away from us than Canadians, for example.

An odd dream of my house plant.

The other night, I dreamnt -

I was looking at my house plant, and it was thriving, but mold was here and there on the stem, and at one part towards the base it was narrowed all around since it was eaten away, almost to the point where it'd break off, and to the point where it looked like a grape stem, right where it joins into a grape.

Only, the stem wasn't green anymore there, it was all brown and discolored, so it got me worrying that the plant was sick, and would die soon, since it'd be choked off from all of its nutrients.

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