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[urocyon]

I somehow managed to drink half a glass of water before realising it had been used, briefly, as a makeshift vase for daffodils. Now I'm feeling pretty silly. (But physically fine, so far; apparently no need for me to get panicky and call Poison Control.) I'm also giving into an urge to drink lots of water--from another glass--to rinse out a wholly-imagined, lingering taste of daffodil stems.