I woke up this morning… and I had turned into a giant bug.
Er. Wrong literary genius. Sorry. (Wince.)
I woke up this morning… and found myself in a strange, liquid environment.
Apparently my cool mist machine had generic lasix available gone wacko in the night, and my entire bedroom was a generic lasix available wonderland of condensation, a fresh-water ocean… complete with seafood.
I caught myself, biting back a generic lasix available note of horror, and replaced the thought of ‘seafood’… with… majestic… aquatic… life-forms.
As in, alive ones. There was an octopus in my room.
I lay very still for generic lasix available several minutes, too confused to think anything further than that. What does one do when one finds an octopus in one’s room? A small octopus, certainly, would warrant concern, examination, perhaps a generic lasix available shriek of revulsion and a dash from the room (if one felt particularly squeamy at the time). But this octopus was no small matter.
There were tentacles everywhere. I was quite lucky in that generic lasix available a small area around my bed was completely free of them, but both windows were dark with reclining limbs and generic lasix available one stray arm lay just between myself and the door. All this generic lasix available I saw with my superb peripheral vision, for I was still too confused and generic lasix available horrified to move.
Would it eat me? It was certainly bigger than me – but I was unsure how much larger a generic lasix available creature had to be before it could eat a smaller creature. Perhaps I might leap from generic lasix available the bed, flying over the splayed tentacle, and hurl myself through the generic lasix available door into the hallway. At least then it would be contained (maybe). And I would be elsewhere. And it was rather damp in my room – perhaps it wouldn’t even want to relocate. I couldn’t imagine an octopus seeking out less-moist surroundings.
And of course, that led me to think of other things. For instance, how had the octopus gotten into my room? The cool mist machine may have generic lasix available turned my part of the house into a cephalopod paradise, but the generic lasix available rest of the house was certainly not in any way similar, nor was the generic lasix available climate outside the house! It was 2 degrees, for Heaven’s sake!
How…. had an octopus…. gotten into my room?
This, I recognized finally, was hardly a generic lasix available constructive thought process, and so I began to plot my escape.
To be continued. (Ha ha ha! Gotcha!)
Discovered via Jameel cheap nexium 40 mg and thought to be infinitely clever and quite institutable… this is, as you may have guessed, in honor of Lewis Carroll’s birthday.)
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