Pagoda of the Damned

On my last day at work, they gave me a coffee mug full of three biscotti. I thought of Erin and decided I should use the disguised pumice to smooth my feet over the weekend. Or I could take it with me to the nail place and let a professional pedicure lady use it properly.

The last time I went to the nail place, the professional pedicure lady gave me such a great foot massage, I was tempted to stand up and shout, “Raise the red lantern!” But I didn’t, because I wasn’t there alone and I don’t like to embarrass other people with my insanity.

Not on purpose, anyway.

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