Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for September 10, 2011

And you’re a luckky little girl!

Good.

—And I don’t need anyone else!

Those echiura are horrifying!

Friend’s till the end.

I am a rock. I am an island.

Wow! I love it! Both self-affirming AND creepy!

If we are not friends with ourselves, it is nigh impossible to be friends with others.

If you don’t promote yourself, no one else will promote you.

(Well, except for a few oddballs.)

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I live in Japan. My household is Japanese. I generally love Japanese cuisine. But in 20+ years here I’ve never even seen Echiurans. I shan’t be rushing to the nearest Inegeya or Seiyu grocery store for ’em any time soon.

Except for the fact that they look like giant phalluses, I could imagine trying echiura. They would probably have a texture similar to that of ika or tako.

I am my imaginary friend.

i love it, the mirror reflects beauty

I am my own worst enemy.

(Not really, but if no one else was willing to say it, I had to step in.)

Da bears!

I like The Old Wolf’s comments. Remember what Shakespear quoted: “To your own self, be true.”

I tried the magic table for age 37, it didn’t work

I just love it for the ‘eerily, creepy, goose-fleshy, tingly feeling’!