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msfledermaus...The occasional cars that roared past him seemed unreal: spaceships, little freeze-dried packages of metal and glass, inhabited by people dressed more warmly than he was. An old song his mother had loved, "Walking in a Winter Wonderland," began to run through his head, and he hummed it through closed lips, kept pace to it a he walked.
He had lost all sensation in his feet. He looked down at his black leather shoes, at the thin cotton socks, and began, seriously, to worry about frostbite.
This was beyond a joke. this had moved beyond foolishness, slipped over the line into genuine twenty-four-carat Jesus-Christ-I-screwed-up-big-time territory. His clothes might as well have been netting or lace: The wind blew through him, froze his bones and the marrow in his bones, froze the lashes of his eyes, froze the warm place under his balls, which were retreating into his pelvic cavity.
"Keep walking," he told himself. "Keep walking I can stop and drink a pail of air when I get home. A Beatles song started in his head, and he adjusted his pace to match it. It was only when he got to the chorus that he realized he was humming, "Help.".....
I need to go put on extra socks now. Right now.
*shiver shiver shiver*
He had lost all sensation in his feet. He looked down at his black leather shoes, at the thin cotton socks, and began, seriously, to worry about frostbite.
This was beyond a joke. this had moved beyond foolishness, slipped over the line into genuine twenty-four-carat Jesus-Christ-I-screwed-up-big-time territory. His clothes might as well have been netting or lace: The wind blew through him, froze his bones and the marrow in his bones, froze the lashes of his eyes, froze the warm place under his balls, which were retreating into his pelvic cavity.
"Keep walking," he told himself. "Keep walking I can stop and drink a pail of air when I get home. A Beatles song started in his head, and he adjusted his pace to match it. It was only when he got to the chorus that he realized he was humming, "Help.".....
I need to go put on extra socks now. Right now.
*shiver shiver shiver*
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Date: 2003-01-23 09:38 am (UTC)I've asked everyone else that's brought it up, so... I'm asking you also: Do you think I'll like it?
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Date: 2003-01-24 05:56 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-01-24 10:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-01-24 10:29 am (UTC)Re:
Date: 2003-01-24 04:13 pm (UTC)If YOU don't like it, I'll lick a frog.
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Date: 2003-01-24 04:18 pm (UTC)I'll remember this!! ;)
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Date: 2003-01-23 09:42 am (UTC)Re:
Date: 2003-01-23 09:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-01-24 07:18 am (UTC)Did T tell you I live 20 minutes from House on the Rock?
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Date: 2003-01-24 04:23 pm (UTC)In the back is a reference for buying the cd for the music from the House on the Rock. I must have it!!! MUST!!! (Okay, when I get paid again I'll order it...I can wait...i know how to wait..:)
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Date: 2003-01-23 02:28 pm (UTC)Yes it is.
I'm gonna go home and read it again.