I called my mom but she was so huge I couldn’t speak and I had to hang up.
I had the school nurse check me for a Perception Problem. She took a brain scan and these were the results:
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@ GreLclores I think you have a perception problem that could help us both. Would you consider a roommate swap?
Unless this was some kind of psychic 4/20 mistake.
Psychic waste is being removed from beneath the school's egregore now, and being deposited in large open containers behind the gym.
These containers are clearly labeled “PSYCHIC TOXIC WASTE” and students are warned not to gather any of this material into mason jars for keepsakes or resale. Collection of psychic toxic waste by students will result in serious disciplinary action.
Only trained technicians are qualified to handle psychic toxic waste. The removal of these accretions is central to solving the perception problems currently being experienced by Psychic High School staff and students and those who perceive them.
I feel we should have our own container specifically dedicated to @
Seketus Reed, but the engineers assure me it "doesn't work like that." But still.
Sincerely,
A. Hazeltine
Student Activities Coordinator
I ran into Dennis carting wheelbarrows of psychic toxic waste from the theater to the parking lot behind the gym.
"Why don't you wear a mask?" I asked. I was keeping my distance.
"Immunity. I work so closely with it I've built up a tolerance," he said. "Truth is, it's not really that dangerous in this state, after it's been deconstructed."
"When is it dangerous?" I asked.
He looked at me like I was an idiot.
"When you're thinking it. Obviously," he said.