can't sleep again. so listmaking.

[de_monic]

things that will make a good sound.

* cheap thongs over wet pavement walking to the grocery store at night.
* for the third time this year, the plucking sound of a small smidgen of blu-tac which held the back of a glossy photo of a boy to a wall.
* boiling water, poured over a teabag.
* the patting of a tummy in 3/4 time.
* a crisp, sharp clicking of

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[sold_for_sleep]

Theres nothing like going to the photocopy room with an assignment to staple and hand in, and jumping the queue for some jerk who must be stapling 100 right-wing zines full of stock exchange movements and trends. While the dude/dudette turns to grap another handfull of sheets, you straighten all the pages and cautiously place it under the machine then it makes this sound like its about to cut your hand off, and you have to jump back, but then you realize that the pages that you are now holding have been joined, and you walk out feeling accomplished and like someone next to the auto-stapler is giving you a death-stare behind your back.

[de_monic]

ahhaha good old macquarie uni photocopying room. i have had so many silent fits of hostility in that sterile little space, oh the memories! that stapler is a fucking TANK man, you could probably kill a small person using all but three well placed staples from it.

[paintbrushes]

i agree with #5.