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Owwwyaaawwwnnnowwww....
Jul. 23rd, 2003 08:49 amTo hell with that other rant about video games and dearth of imagination. I'm too tired and you could fill in the blanks yourself. Maybe I should feature Guest Ranters in this LJ, though I would hope the comment feature takes care of that.
Night before last Aki and I played a story-telling game with a set of picture cards I had found some time ago, and the imagination he displayed fills me with hope that he won’t be another uncreative lump. But he is having a lot of problems expressing himself clearly, and I hope his teachers will be able to take that “language deficit”, as they call it now, into account.
I'm so tired today. I thought I couldn't sleep because of the hot weather, but I think it is because of (yes, again) constant pain. I can't sleep on my back and with a broken right foot I now have two sore legs, so I am tossing and turning all night. Grinding my teeth to boot which gives me a sore head. I could take painkillers but they make me goony (or goonier).
If I were a horse I'd be several bottles of Elmer's Glue by now.
Poor, poor pitiful me... [Who else remembers that stupid picture of Linda Ronstadt trying to cook a meal in her kitchen wearing a bathing suit and roller skates? Pure 1970s kitsch.]
Night before last Aki and I played a story-telling game with a set of picture cards I had found some time ago, and the imagination he displayed fills me with hope that he won’t be another uncreative lump. But he is having a lot of problems expressing himself clearly, and I hope his teachers will be able to take that “language deficit”, as they call it now, into account.
I'm so tired today. I thought I couldn't sleep because of the hot weather, but I think it is because of (yes, again) constant pain. I can't sleep on my back and with a broken right foot I now have two sore legs, so I am tossing and turning all night. Grinding my teeth to boot which gives me a sore head. I could take painkillers but they make me goony (or goonier).
If I were a horse I'd be several bottles of Elmer's Glue by now.
Poor, poor pitiful me... [Who else remembers that stupid picture of Linda Ronstadt trying to cook a meal in her kitchen wearing a bathing suit and roller skates? Pure 1970s kitsch.]
