i had a dream last night that i lost all sorts of weight (there are many kinds). so, i'm skinny, right? and at this dinner party, and i tell a story (to the highschool exboyfriend, my new neighbor who now looks suspiciously like a goat and a girl with holographic sunglasses). no laughter. silence, blank stares. I'M NOT FUNNY! i had lost all my powers of humourous self-deprecation. like Samson. a nightmare.
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