Theological Interpretations of Grocery Store Parking Lots

[kiya]

Whitney says, "Then I recovered enough to establish ma'at, and we came home, and I can nearly breathe again which would be nice."
Tesla [oneironaut] says, "How'd you establish ma'at?"
Whitney says, "The shopping carts were out of order and pointing in all weird directions, including one that was wedged sideways in the cart return. I aligned them correctly, including that one (which was furthest down), before adding our cart to the row. Thereby establishing order and restoring a communal social system to smooth functionality (especially since getting that last cart was gonna be a pain in the /ass/ for the cart-fetcher, it was all ice down there)."
Tesla cackles.
Tesla says, "Best excuse for OCD EVER."
Whitney says, "Isn't it delightfully so? ;)"
Tesla says, "You win theology!"
Whitney giggles and wheezes a lot. C'mon, lungs, stay with me.

There are thoughts; there may be writing about thoughts later.

In thing-going-around-LJ stuff, here's my first sentences of each month of last year. It gives the illusion of productivity, doesn't it?

I have wordcounts for some of the time I was away. Gaboing, gaboing. I have actual wordcount. This entry would go under Jade's icon if she had one. I like my brother. Tesla [oneironaut] says, "WE SHIP SOFTWARES TO UR DOORSTEP seemed sick started determined" My baby's getting big. 890 words. So, how about that new Airport stop on the blue line of the T? 1444 words today, which seems to end chapter 5. I really needed that ritual. I'm listening to Depeche Mode and it's all lstone's fault.

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