Interpretive flatulence
Dear Diary...
Day four, minimal sleep (maybe 8 hours total across these days), I find myself "singing" along to music through the use of interpretive flatulence noises for several minutes. This led to the statement of "I have clearly lost it", followed by uncontrollable maniacal laughter for several more minutes.
My sole form of intelligible conversation today has been with a Soy Sauce bottle, and frankly, it's starting to make sense...










