world's end

last night there was a strike of lightening so close to the apartment that the sky turned red. the loud and the red led me to believe that the world was finally ending so i chose to bite michael's arm really hard. this might be an ancient method of self-soothing, though i never was a thumb-sucker. in any case it's good to know what my plan of action will be at world's end: startle, insert limb in teeth, grind teeth, end.

side note: i was really nervous about what i might find when i googled "world's end" - partially because i still feel sensitive about recently when i really did think the world was ending, and partially because earlier, when i googled "clowns protest" i found the most horrifying picture ever which i can only assume was a kind of porn i was not informed about, which was an angry clown strangling a man, and the man gasping for air, and maybe dying and maybe having a death orgasm. shit.



but fortunately when you google "world's end" there are just a lot of wild pirate pictures!


and this squidface.