Wanged out

[smokingboot]

Can't think. Head full. Am totally confused re just about everything.

Today I will be mostly a porcupine staring at the sea. My name is 11a.

Time to use my mighty sleepworking powers.

Comments

[november-girl.livejournal.com]

The 11A is a bus, surely?

[smokingboot.livejournal.com]

Yes, but no-one knows its route or destination.

Something I have in common with it I feel!

[falco-biarmicus.livejournal.com]

Your name is 'the boot'.

And we love you even when you are a porcupine.

Thank you

[smokingboot.livejournal.com]

*Smiles. Feels snuggly and warm. Goes into mellow sea-dreaming doze*

Even Porrupines need cuddles.

[bytepilot.livejournal.com]

(Hugs)*

Let the dreaming lead you where it will.
Sometimes you find out new and interesting things.
Sometimes you just realise you really shouldn't mix cheese and strawberry vodka.

(More hugs)


*Wearing prickle proof jacket just in case

Re: Even Porrupines need cuddles.

[smokingboot.livejournal.com]

The prickles are rubber; they won't hurt, they just make life interesting.

Is cheese and strawberry vodka really so bad?

Re: Even Porrupines need cuddles.

[bytepilot.livejournal.com]

cheese and strawberry vodka is just fine.
It should be drunk neet, or with a little ice.
Never mixed...

Any life with you in it it is interesting, prickles or no prickles.
Sweet, Pungent, Orange.

Much love.