pointless repinings

nothing takes away a good night of sleep like hives all over. but if i ignore them they fade away like aquaintences and watercolour with too much water and not enough colour.

i had a neat dream, but i promptly forgot it after i remembered it this morning and reminded myself to blog about it because i haven't really blogged lately and i'm sure someone out there was thinking, 'hey, why hasn't herman blogged lately?', and if that person had asked me i would've said, 'work' or 'lazy' or 'run-on sentence' and that would have satisfied the curiosity of that person because the only people that would ask are the only people that would be satisfied by those answers of mine, brusque and random, like a lot of everything else that i tend to say in passing or out of context in my monotonically textured and barely audible mumble for which i blame on big lips and big ears because that makes the most sense to me in addition to making the least sense to anyone else, which is just the way i like it, great communicator that i am, proving it by mincing my words to noncomittal grunts, gesticulations and ominous staring, right eyebrow cocked to just above the "you're kidding" line and slightly below the "i am registering incredulous surprise at your blatant audacity" line, presumably in the "curious off-colour statement that should have recommended a round of cardiovascular exercise to prevent stamina failure" gray area that is rarely trod upon because everyone is so P.C. this, and P.C. that, while i consider P.C. to be a brand name of quality iced tea in a can that makes me wonder what the difference is between the President and the Master that both make choices, but not important ones, just which chicken pie, or which club soda would really 'hit the spot' of prospective consumers - heterotrophs, the lot of them - fishing in their pockets for discs of metal and rectangles of what appears to be paper but is actually cloth, pressed and inked and featuring 50 new security failsafes to prevent forgeries that would displease the queen who hasn't really been pleased with much of anything since those william and britney rumours flew to the ground in light of charles and anonymous male staff member rumours, which i'm sure was the real reason that mary-kate checked into rehabilitation with jean bennet and paris hilton's adopted arkansas cow.