\n\n"}\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nyvfu:
\n\n\n\n\nGunsel: person armed with a gun
\nDamsel: person armed with a dam
\nBasel: person armed with barium
\n
\nChisel: person armed with life force
\nEasel: person armed with the Akkadian god of wisdom
\nEdsel: person armed with education
\nMorsel: person armed with humus formed under acidic conditions
\nMussel: person armed with a rodent
\nPassel: person armed with a dance step
\nTeasel: person armed with tea
\nTinsel: person armed with a tinDiesel: your DM
Diesel: dog
Diesel: crazy
Diesel: dog
Diesel: dangerous
Diesel: scary
Diesel: weird
Diesel: crazy
Diesel: crazy
Diesel: insane
Diesel: crazy
Diesel: good
Diesel: dog
Diesel: be
Diesel: dog
Diesel: be
Diesel: dog
Diesel: crazy
Diesel: crazy
Diesel: crazy
Diesel: dog
Diesel: dog
Diesel: crazy
Diesel: crazy
Diesel: dog
Diesel: dog
Diesel: dog
Diesel: dog
Crow: dog
Dorling: creepy
Femme: dog
Donna: annoying
Garlic: dog
Hagen: ridiculous
Hilda: dog
Hilsa: dog
Ichthyos: moustache
Iris: dog
Jest: dog
Kate: cheesy
Kiki: dog
Kissing Violets: dog
Lucky: weird
Mela: dog
Mortimer: silly
Nightingale: dog
Rita: very cute
Rita: dog
Sally: dog
Selma: dog
Sexton: dog
Susan: mood
Teddy: dog
Violet: bad
Wendy: dog
Echo: dog
Darcy: good luck
The Chocolate Watch: dog
Nancy: sarcasm
Millionaire: dog
Noel: weird
Princess: dog
Reign: heart
Reva: dog
Riley: sarcastic
Rodel: dog
Sisto: nice
Sven: dog
Teashop: (?)
Whore: dog
Blossom: weird
Ruth: dog
Violet: cute
\u201cThis is what you get for expecting violence from a subject with no property of its own,\u201d I thought.
\u201cWhat the hell are you doing in my house,\u201d I said. \u201cWhy are you stealing my shit?\u201d
\u201cYou said you\u2019d eat it,\u201d she said. “I\u2019m not one to throw out promises, anyway.\u201d
\u201cI\u2019m not one to throw out promises either.\u201d \u00a0That made more sense to me.
\u201cSo you\u2019re saying I should eat it, and if I do you\u2019re going to steal my shit again?\u201d
\u201cI can\u2019t control what you do with your own body,\u201d she said.
"Well then I\u2019m not taking your shit any more.\u201d
We entered the kitchen. \u00a0She walked forward, pulled her hands toward her head and kissed me on the forehead. \u00a0I sighed and licked my lips.
"What do you do here,\u201c I asked.
"I\u2019m a vegetarian,\u201d she said, though it was hard to see through the scarf. \u00a0"There\u2019s a lot of conflict between vegetarians and animal-eaters, because they have the same world view, but one says that humans are precious, and they want to protect them, and the other says \u201cyou\u2019re just meat.\u201d
"I\u2019m a rationalist,\u201d she said. \u00a0"I have to control my impulses, because our universe is not like ours, where nothing can happen, because everything is constantly repeating in a great infinity loop. \u00a0It\u2019s a kind of not-this-place, like some sci-fi thing.\u201d
"I\u2019m not sure it\u2019s rational to be a vegetarian,\ufffd I said.
"You don\u2019t look like a vegetarian to me, anyway,\u201d she said. \u00a0She held out her hands. \u00a0She had on her old pink shirt, like the one she used to wear with high heels. \u00a0It still felt strange to touch the sock-clad foot of a woman I had never seen, let alone talked to.
She took a step forward, paused, then walked up to me. \u00a0Her eyes fell on my nose. \u00a0She said nothing, but the smile on her face told me everything I needed to know. \u00a0And then she looked down and threw her arms around my neck and kissed me. \u00a0It was a lot better than she had ever made it sound, even in her strange postures of seriousness.
***
It was easy to forget that I was dreaming. \u00a0I was in a seemingly ordinary bedroom, except for the fact that there was a model of Mount Fuji on a shelf near the window. \u00a0I was in an ordinary family home, except that it was a post-apocalyptic wasteland, the walls were painted a drab brown, and the only furnishing was a bed I was in.
I turned on the television and blinked away the last of the early-evening-rain. \u00a0There was a ten-minute movie, titled as if for no other reason than it was short, and described as a \u201cvisual memoir of sci-fi:\u201d apparently, everyone living on earth had never heard of the Internet, so of course they\u2019d live their lives by looking at computers all day long, which, for some reason, reminded the viewer of ancient China or something.
I lay down in bed and gazed up at the ceiling. \u00a0It was warm in here, if a bit squished, and I took out a globe and poked it at the ceiling for a minute or two, just to get it dark.
I was tired. \u00a0I had had a very long day at the conference and the follow-up sessions with the bosses, and I was now headed back to the apartment, which I hadn\u2019t been able to find. \u00a0After that I had to write up some new abstract for the final version of my paper, and that would take a while, and I still had to sleep for a while. \u00a0But in the evening, even with the computer, the bed, the white ceiling and the other bits of bright white, the room had the feeling of a faded campfire at dusk. \u00a0I was just tired enough to drift off, and I fell asleep.
***
"There\u2019s a lot of conflict between vegetarians and animal-eaters, because they have the same world view, but one says that humans are precious, and they want to protect them, and the other says \u201cyou\u2019re just meat.\u201dNow that\u2019s a horrify passage about humans possibly as a food source.
It was easy to forget that I was dreaming. \u00a0I was in a seemingly ordinary bedroom, except for the fact that there was a model of Mount Fuji on a shelf near the window. \u00a0I was in an ordinary family home, except that it was a post-apocalyptic wasteland, the walls were painted a drab brown, and the only furnishing was a bed I was in.
This is one of the most engaging topic sentences I\u2019ve had the pleasure of reading.
Ah, yes. \u00a0The part that made me think of this was the last paragraph:
There\u2019s a lot of conflict between vegetarians and animal-eaters, because they have the same world view, but one says that humans are precious, and they want to protect them, and the other says \u201cyou\u2019re just meat.\u201d\u201cYou\u2019re just meat\u201d \u2013 a phrase with a number of different connotations, and a bit of history behind it \u2013 is often used as a sarcastic statement against someone on the other side of a political fence (the adjective in this case is \u201cvegetarian\u201d), and if it\u2019s in the context of the conflicts in the conversation, it feels funny and bizarre and cruel (or something like that).