The Isolated Blurt Thread XVII : Squish Me Like You Mean It!

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There is something to be said about flipping the hood down and letting the hands do the work while the mind wanders.
 
It's time to try rose petals jam again. First time was way too thin. Second was way too stiff. Let's cross our fingers for the third time. I'd say something about charm but I don't want to jinx it.

There's a bunch of rose hips out in the garden. They've been frozen and thawed and likely have a little alcohol content to them. Might be a fine jelly. The ethanol will evaporate in the jelly making process but should mend the flavors together well.
 
Are they better or worse than school dreams?

Damn tough choice there. I think the school dreams might be slightly worse. Not sure why.

Unless it is dreaming about Dr. Roberts the bombshell in the computer science department. Nighty fucking night.
 
Work dreams suck, but sometimes, I find the answer to a problem I can't solve in the daytime.
 
Damn tough choice there. I think the school dreams might be slightly worse. Not sure why.

Unless it is dreaming about Dr. Roberts the bombshell in the computer science department. Nighty fucking night.

I think school ones are worse too. My work dreams mostly consist of anthropomorphized books running amok in the stacks.
 
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