Trickster
I'm beginning to feel something very weird is happening.
After a weekend where my phone got lost twice, only to turn up in a bag where I was unable to find it previously and had no memory of putting it each time, I went out of my door this morning to find Sas's flower hair ornament, which had been missing the meatgrinder Mess last weekend, sitting square in the middle of my doorstep. Given that Mark and I had both been over the threshold three or four times the previous night and hadn't noticed something bright crimson... that's fairly odd.
What is even odder is that, while I was checking the mail log at my work, far away in a different room from my desk, coat and bag, something hit me on the heel. I looked down to realise that it was one of Jenny/Daisuke's origami flowers.
Something is fucking with me.
After a weekend where my phone got lost twice, only to turn up in a bag where I was unable to find it previously and had no memory of putting it each time, I went out of my door this morning to find Sas's flower hair ornament, which had been missing the meatgrinder Mess last weekend, sitting square in the middle of my doorstep. Given that Mark and I had both been over the threshold three or four times the previous night and hadn't noticed something bright crimson... that's fairly odd.
What is even odder is that, while I was checking the mail log at my work, far away in a different room from my desk, coat and bag, something hit me on the heel. I looked down to realise that it was one of Jenny/Daisuke's origami flowers.
Something is fucking with me.