Nutty @ MindSay 
I keep on going back and forth on the question of my going a bit nutty here. It’s the sleepless nights. Find it funny that I recorded the “Night of the Living Lizard” as I have now discovered that one lizard is peanuts compared to what I have now dubbed the Zoo of my room. We got multiple lizards. They talk and growl at each other. Potentially fight. But that may be the mice. Who may or may not be living under my mattress and running across the headboard. And then there is something that flies behind the curtains lining the room. I’m thinking bats. I hear them outside the door each night so they may as well be in the room. And then if I have a particularly odiferous dinner (coq, fish), a whole gang of cats crouch by my door, scratching at it every so often even long long after the plate has been removed. Food also attracts some unidentified insect that scuttles across the floor so quickly that it has never been properly identified. I’m thinking cafar (cockroach), but much swifter than the big lazy ones of Yoff. The first night I heard the noise, I spent a good amount of time with my headlamp, trailing the noise (this was before I became deathly afraid of my headlamp at these cursed hours). The insect was largish, brown and at one point, lodged itself in my daypack. I poked at my daypack and the little bastard leapt or flew or something totally unnatural that assured my absolute terror every time I heard its myriad legs scuttle across my sand strewn floor. What else? Oh yes, I have halted my investigations of these creatures because every time I turn on my light a single chien mechant (mean dog) that is inevitably sitting outside my window starts barking and growling. And soon enough the whole gang of these mangy muts is gathered outside my window. I could be paranoid or hallucinating—both quite probable. But regardless of my actions, the chiens mechants ululate until the wee hours of the morn and I would prefer not to be the object of their attention. So basically, I have become deathly afraid of the dark, spending my nights watching time drag on, dimly let by the florescent green glow of mon montre (my watch).
tastes so good in muh bellly. Have you heard about this shit? In Medina County, Ohio, there's a kid who attends the elementary school who's allergic to nuts. It's a pretty common thing, actually, people being allergic to nuts. If you've ever done any amount of reading at Dairy Queen, you'll know what I'm talking about. So anyway, the superintendant (Craig somebody) there has suggested a "ban" on peanut butter, and I'm assuming nutty foods. No kisses with almonds, no peanut butter, no cashew halves, no nutty buddy bars. What the fuck?! I still eat peanut butter and jelly sandwiches several times a week, so I'm glad I'm not in grade school anymore and I'm glad I don't live in Ohio. There's talk about making the ban statewide, but no disciplinary action has been taken against students who wheel and deal their peanut butter, nut products and by-products.
Hey, I've got a novel idea. How about this kid go about his/her school day without eating nutty things? I've never heard of anyone getting sick from airborne nut vapors, but maybe I'm crazy...
This is just another example of the needs of one person affecting the rights of lots of other people. For instance, I break out in hives and cursing fits when people fail to signal when changing lanes and I almost hit them. Sound like a personal problem to you? Me too. Maybe no one else should be allowed to drive. Yeah, that's the ticket. Man.
If you live in Medina County, Ohio, write your Craig and tell him what a dumbass he is. He needs to be demoted to a totally shitty job, like...janitor, bus driver, or teacher, where he can put his problem-solving expertise to better use.
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