in which I slept on my right hand, my pointer finger fell asleep, and then it fell off. With only four fingers on my right hand, I had to play poker and somehow this translated into a tell.
I see two interpretations:
One: I'm paranoid about how much work I'm getting done on my current project and worried that it's obvious to others.
Two: My danglies are secretly complaining because I've climbed back on my bike trainer in earnest.
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