tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2182961846257364897.post2121705223720563402..comments2023-03-26T02:37:00.383-05:00Comments on My Worlds My Words My Worries: Yester-moment Interrupted Leading To a Mild Case of Fear-ritationesbbostonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09946279220170973147noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2182961846257364897.post-38304703275049301272011-10-14T20:39:37.901-05:002011-10-14T20:39:37.901-05:00Oh this iPad reshapes my nose nightly.... I prop u...Oh this iPad reshapes my nose nightly.... I prop up everything that is prop able ...see? IPad won't let me make that word....when I want to be in my bed not at the computer. And all that is propped falls on my nose. Now I recognize street people...walking on streets... By the flattened noses between their eyes. And now I am hooked here on this blog and it is Lee's fault. If he had not taken pity on my comment-free blog I would not have ended up here. I already don't get the ironing done.now I won't have time to dust either. Yippee! A bona fide legitimate reason!Barbarannhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08745543434020209282noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2182961846257364897.post-83711737029655584552011-10-13T00:20:24.151-05:002011-10-13T00:20:24.151-05:00Hey! I had the same dream. No wait I was reading ...Hey! I had the same dream. No wait I was reading this and then I fell asleep and dreamed I was reading this, but then I woke up and realized I had only dreamed I had read this and finished reading it and thought I had only dreamed that I read this. Wait, now I'm confused. <br /><br /><br />Lee<br /><a href="http://tossingitout.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow">Tossing It Out</a>Arlee Birdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11663942782929929334noreply@blogger.com