going to bed about now...

this is what always weirds me out about garlic.

i ate some last night. last night.

right now? my hands smell vaguely garlic-ish.

like. somehow the garlic particles seep through the bloodstream and pool in the tips of the fingers.

so i could walk around and poke vampires.
and they'd be like all "ow. stop that. you suck."
and i'd think, heh.

an exiguous offering

Sentence to go along with the word of the day:

wordoftheday

With the farmer dead, the hen's rations became exiguous, they were reduced to pecking forlornly at the side of the shed.