Sunday, December 04, 2005

She zipped up her coat. Her work was done.

Now the squid could take it from here. I'm going home, she whispered. It's been a long long night.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Your time stamps are way off. That's confusing.

emarsh said...

you just noticed that? apparently, she lives in PST.

emarsh said...

oh yeah - i see what you mean. hilary has moved halfway across the world.

Hilary said...

The line "Fear not: I'm going to make you a real nice squid". strikes me as extremely funny.

Anonymous said...

It seems perfectly normal to me. I have had people prepare squid for me before. I think someone has probably said that exact statement to me for real, practical reasons during my past.

It seems like the idea is that the voice is booming down from the sky or something. Now, that would seem odd. That doesn't put one at ease in any way that I can come up with. If squid were really a very important part of being happy... there might be something to it. I think the australian guy hunting for the giant squid is the only one this would make sense to. He would be very happy.