I've used lots of words but never that one. Paraldehyde, for instance. And parachute. And paraprofessional. And paralegal. And paratrooper. And....

Okay, I'm alright now.

I went to work, I took a shower, I got up. Friday the 13th doesn't faze me, not as long as I can crouch here in the corner of the basement with my body aligned in a north-south manner so that the lines of magnetic force run through me lengthwise and the hemoglobin in my blood isn't mysteriously replaced with hemocyanin.