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Pnårp’s docile & perfunctory page

Entries mentioning nightmares

The Sun absconded yet I rest assured

Annulated on April 14, 2024

Watering the water clocks

Watered on January 28, 2024

The splaying of resplendent splendiferousness

Cobbled together on December 31, 2023

Invidy, diaeretics, and Eëtal-Otoh-Satt!

Conjoined on December 17, 2023

Musings on the salad of chicken and eggs

Emulsified on November 5, 2023

Mulberries, mulbiaries, mubbleducks, and mubbliaries

Trussed up on October 29, 2023

An oversized capybara, a staccato cadence

Hobbled on October 22, 2023

A real nobody

Fettered on October 15, 2023

A week of weekdays and their horrors

Manacled on October 8, 2023

For want of a letterbox

Shackled on October 1, 2023

Corn gone bacon and eggs

Consterned on September 3, 2023

Omental cakes and tires (or a blunch of underwear)

Portended on July 16, 2023

Gearless largesse and rageless eelgrass

Snorkeled on June 11, 2023

Why fish don’t have feet

Expiscated on May 7, 2023

A monolithic dump

Pumped and dumped on April 30, 2023

Cities of obsidian in the Canadian Shield

Dismantled on March 26, 2023

To catch a fly

Lashed on February 26, 2023

My spaghetti trees had all flowered

Disassembled on February 19, 2023

The house that Pnårp built

Stacked like cordwood on February 5, 2023

A mystery of hasps and coat hangers

Fastened on January 29, 2023

No more barriers to cross

Surpassed on January 15, 2023

I am my thoughts… I am time

Annuated on January 1, 2023

Toppings on the bottom?

Bottomed out on December 18, 2022

We were bipedal murder chickens

Corned on December 11, 2022

Al Gore: A User’s Manual

Peered at on December 4, 2022

I wish my spoons were stronger

Snooped on October 23, 2022

Catastrophes—but no anastrophe

Mishappened on August 14, 2022

Squirrels, squeeorling, syrup of squill, and squee

Cocked up on July 24, 2022

A stack of dictionaries, a goat, and the ensuing manure

Stacked high on June 26, 2022

A curious nine-day week

Dialed on April 3, 2022

A Halloween to surely forget

Spooked before November 7, 2021

To muffle up a gooſe

Muffled up on October 31, 2021

Wearing orange after Labor Day

Fluoresced on September 5, 2021

Time to draw the bull

Ejaculated on August 1, 2021

Another day, another pig war

Splined on June 20, 2021

An infinite pie

Unbounded on June 6, 2021

Too many Sundays

Quintupled on May 30, 2021

Toiling away smoilishly

Toiled away on March 14, 2021

Upon the Fimbriated Planet

Flabbled about on August 5, 2012

My skin was thinking

Considered for June 3, 2012

Grunting and squeaking in the goatburping park

Soil sampled on November 13, 2011

Squee! Squee! Squee!

Snoozed on October 9, 2011

Gnomes? In my photocopier?

Litigated before September 18, 2011

The tight, grimacing face

Impacted before April 17, 2011

Rotating in place

Caligulated on March 20, 2011

I had eggs today!

Oviposited on April 18, 2010

Not so dead again

Recomposed right before March 2, 2008

Indeed I can go home again

Returned home on August 26, 2007

Mesothelioma in a drainage ditch

Stir-fried for October 22, 2006