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[maystone]

I seem to have screwed up my jaw. I was chewing on a protein bar - a soft protein bar - when I felt a sharp pain shooting up my jaw and into my ear. Wtf, people? It's still sore, but as long as I don't actually try to chew anything it's not zapping me. You know, I think our body warranties are written in slowly disappearing ink. Jaw? Jaw? Uh, sorry; I didn't see any mention here of a lifetime guarantee of usefulness. Sigh. And damn. Hopefully this will settle down in a little while, because I gotta say that I've done the liquid diet thing, and it loses its allure pretty quickly. (Although you all must, must, must try putting ice cream and pound cake in a blender. Bliss, I tell you!)

Earlier today, though, pre-jaw wackiness, I sowed the field with orchard seed. How well I did it remains to be seen, but I had a good time. I was trying to come up with some kind of bin to carry around with me to hold the seed, when darlong suggested that I use the "Kill All Humans" messenger bag that browncoat had designed for Television Without Pity. So I'm out there like some nihilistic Johnny Appleseed with a red bag featuring a demonic robot hung around my neck, merrily strewing seed left and right. I swear I should tape some of this stuff. The wind seems to be a constant in this area, and I had a little trouble in one area compensating for that; plus one part of the field is so wet that I sunk up to my ankles when I tried to walk through it and I ended up improvising on that portion. So now we wait for a bit to see where the grass will actually be coming up and then reseed where necessary. There's also some compost to put onto of the seed, but I'm going to need darlong's input on that, because apparently you can smother the seeds or something. (Just remember, guys, except for eight years, I've lived the rest of my life in apartments; this yard/field stuff is all kind of new to me.) I know that Dar is itching to get out there, too, but she's been held hostage to some bureaucratic paperwork that has a deadline approaching. Soon, though, it'll be the two us back out there causing all sorts of mayhem :) Just the way it's supposed to be, eh?

Comments

[caerwynx.livejournal.com]

Oh Dear Lord.

I hope our government is taping you. I truly do.

*searches satellite footage*

I'm sure they had you chipped. Did you feel any unexpected uh tingling ...well, besides the jaw thing?

[malterre.livejournal.com]

So I'm out there like some nihilistic Johnny Appleseed with a red bag featuring a demonic robot hung around my neck, merrily strewing seed left and right.
That is so damn funny.

[darlong.livejournal.com]

And for some reason the song "sowing the seeds of love....." comes to mind. : )

The Red Robot Kill All Humans Bag made it funny. : )