LJ Idol Topic 5 - the real one
LJ was mean to my last try on this, so here we go again.
This week's topic is, as I said in my last post, an Open Topic. Meaning we get to write about whatever we want. I've coordinated with my dear sister, gratefuladdict, and here is my entry.
Harken unto me, great Mystery, for I, a mere, wretched human, have lost that which all mortals find themselves seeking a thousand times over in their lives... my favorite sock. Verily verily, 'twas amongst all the raiment that was cast into the vast and bubbling cauldron that Kenmore made. Diligent always, this humble being gleaned each article and lovingly placed it in the dryer.
Yet once the heat had done its work, all was not well. My favorite sock, argyled as it was in blue and green, was nowhere to be found. I say sock, for it was the left one, perfectly sized and not too binding on my slightly less pudgy ankle. The toe socks of my roommate, vile, nasty, scratchy things that they are, however, both emerged unscathed. Searching through the variegated jumble of shirts and pants, socks and pillowcases, I felt a moment of hope when I espied a flash of green beneath a mottled brown shirt. Alas, a stuffed green dinosaur emerged and was cast aside in frustration.
Deep within the dryer I fumbled, retrieving loose change from the lint trap, but no socks. At last, bewildered and downtrodden, I gave up hope, and trekked back up the stairs to carefully put away my remaing precious cargo.
Great Mystery, why, when I sought out my nice padded hangers to utilize in my laundry storage, did I find myself surrounded by nothing but wire ones? They don't hold my clothing, but simply drop it to the floor. Never have I purchased a single one, yet they are all I can find.
Come to think of it, great Mystery... why are there a thousand and one paper clips in my junk drawer, but all the bobby pins and safety pins I buy have vanished? I don't NEED paper clips! They hold together paper. Do I look like I'm made of paper? Are my clothes made of paper? For the love of all that's holy, come ON!
Forgive this poor supplicant's frank speech, great Mystery. I beseech Thee, lend me Thine aid, Thy wisdom, or at least GIVE ME BACK MY FAVORITE SOCK, DAMMIT!!!
Lucky for this poor pilgrim, an answer is available at Stacey's entry
This week's topic is, as I said in my last post, an Open Topic. Meaning we get to write about whatever we want. I've coordinated with my dear sister, gratefuladdict, and here is my entry.
Harken unto me, great Mystery, for I, a mere, wretched human, have lost that which all mortals find themselves seeking a thousand times over in their lives... my favorite sock. Verily verily, 'twas amongst all the raiment that was cast into the vast and bubbling cauldron that Kenmore made. Diligent always, this humble being gleaned each article and lovingly placed it in the dryer.
Yet once the heat had done its work, all was not well. My favorite sock, argyled as it was in blue and green, was nowhere to be found. I say sock, for it was the left one, perfectly sized and not too binding on my slightly less pudgy ankle. The toe socks of my roommate, vile, nasty, scratchy things that they are, however, both emerged unscathed. Searching through the variegated jumble of shirts and pants, socks and pillowcases, I felt a moment of hope when I espied a flash of green beneath a mottled brown shirt. Alas, a stuffed green dinosaur emerged and was cast aside in frustration.
Deep within the dryer I fumbled, retrieving loose change from the lint trap, but no socks. At last, bewildered and downtrodden, I gave up hope, and trekked back up the stairs to carefully put away my remaing precious cargo.
Great Mystery, why, when I sought out my nice padded hangers to utilize in my laundry storage, did I find myself surrounded by nothing but wire ones? They don't hold my clothing, but simply drop it to the floor. Never have I purchased a single one, yet they are all I can find.
Come to think of it, great Mystery... why are there a thousand and one paper clips in my junk drawer, but all the bobby pins and safety pins I buy have vanished? I don't NEED paper clips! They hold together paper. Do I look like I'm made of paper? Are my clothes made of paper? For the love of all that's holy, come ON!
Forgive this poor supplicant's frank speech, great Mystery. I beseech Thee, lend me Thine aid, Thy wisdom, or at least GIVE ME BACK MY FAVORITE SOCK, DAMMIT!!!
Lucky for this poor pilgrim, an answer is available at Stacey's entry