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Dust, facepain, George Takei.
Post dining room ceiling removal, most of the contents of the house is covered in a thin layer of fine black dust. It's all a bit volcanic. Upsettingly, the hot water seems to have abandoned us for the evening. I'm not keen on that. I'm part of the contents of the house that happens to be covered in a thin layer of fine black dust.
Post-acne-removal-experiment, my face is coming off. I'd like to entirely unrecommend that course of action. It really rather hurts and I can't much open my mouth.
On the plus side, George Takei got married and Chekhov was his best man. That's what makes me happy.
Post-acne-removal-experiment, my face is coming off. I'd like to entirely unrecommend that course of action. It really rather hurts and I can't much open my mouth.
On the plus side, George Takei got married and Chekhov was his best man. That's what makes me happy.