I kinda sorta heard some screaming in my head the other night that totally freaked me out. In all fairness, I may have been dreaming and it may have been part of my dream. But I made the mistake of telling Tim and A* about it and they won't let me live it down.
Me: "You have marker or some shit on your face"
A*: "I know, M* told me that earlier today. The voices in your head must have been drawing on my face."
If they really were, I am sure it would have been way more explicate than a smudge.
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