Today, I went in a place I never go in. Found an amusing thing I did not know existed.
Then I went in another place and bought deodorant.
Before that, I was reading.
No. That is a lie. I don’t know why I just typed that I had been reading. No; I have not read anything of substance today.
What I was really doing was sleeping. I slept a lot. Partly because I do. Partly because I slept poorly the night previous, because I kept waking up and trying to scratch my skin off. To make up for the sleep I lost, I took medicine with an antihystamine in it so my skin would not itch so much. Or so that if it did, maybe I would just sleep through it.
But I came home. And I had some pizza. And there were dogs. I didn’t really watch Up, because I think it is a terrible and depressing movie and I hate it. But it was on the tv anyway.
That was after I bought deodorant.
After I woke up, I took a shower and was thinking about fish noses. I was thinking a lot about sharks and pirahna and things. How they have noses, but don’t inhale. I could not think of how a fish’s sense of smell worked. Unless it was something like in cartoons, how the image of the scent wafts through the character’s nose. I read up on it and I guess that is really the case.
That was after Up went off.
I have been thinking about leopard seals again, too.
They are the scariest thing I can think of.
I can think of lots of potentially scary animals, but with most of them, I could also say I wouldn’t be petrified to see a wild one. Except maybe a wild boar. Those things strike me as being pretty terrifying. But at least baby boars are cute.
I tried to see pictures of baby leopard seals, and now have doubts that there are such things. My searches kept turning up pictures of baby harp seals
And baby waddell seals
And baby fur seals (which are the CUTEST THINGS EVER)
But nothing much of baby leopard seals. Except one where the baby was practically as big as its mother already, and already looked like a water dinosaur with big, dark, soulless eyes.
I don’t like them.
And I saw an orange eye that would not look at him, and under the shaggy fur he wears, Wolf was starting to shake. All the old outrage that is new every time…but no screaming…only a gurgling sound…all the response he can find for the voice, cold and high and slow that laughs quietly and tries to say why the eye does not see him…
A leopard seal would have that voice.