Weird sensation + Duma Key

 This is weird. Super weird. Bizarre sensations are coursing through my left foot, lower ankle. Idk how to describe it. Like a yawning stretch that's tied into itself trying to work my foot into pieces? If I take my socks off will my foot be misshapen? I should take my socks off because of the disgusting pussy fluid that'll gush out from under my toenails soon is what this sensation is trying to convince my brain of.

And yet I'm >95% certain it's all in my head, there is absolutely nothing happening to my foot.

Bizarre-weird!

I love this passage from Stephen King's novel Duma Key, about the main character's father-in-law:

Pam's father was a retired Marine. He and his wife had relocated to Palm Desert, California, in the last year of the twentieth century, settling in one of those gated communities where there's one token African-American couple and four token Jewish couples. Children and vegetarians are not allowed. Residents must vote Republican and own small dogs with rhinestone collars, stupid eyes, and names that end in i. Taffi is good, Cassi is better, and something like Rififi is the total shit. Pam's father had been diagnosed with rectal cancer. It didn't surprise me. Put a bunch of white assholes together and you're going to find that going around.

Insecure intellect

 Why do I keep looking up words I already know the meaning of? People and places and events I already know about? It's to be sure I know, in case I'm mistaken, in case I'll make a fool of myself in front of the whole world if I use that word or refer to that person place or event inappropriately.

I know damn well Staten Island NY is not a section of Long Island NY. I knew that since childhood! And yet I needed Google Maps to assure me that the crude map in my head is fully consistent with the real world.

This is annoying!