hello, there! the lady who sometimes says she's my typist says she's going to keep away a bit, so she can catch up on all her homework -- a good, scholarly pursuit i think! -- let's all wish her luck, then, and
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Frankly, my dear Guilde Haml Horat Claudi Gert Laert Hecub Rosencrantz, I will miss all of you insanely, including your typist. So I'm going to spam this post with my puppets.
oh, but i like scrabble -- ! is it particularly difficult, playing scrabble in the dirt? i imagine it would be, you'd have such trouble keeping the board straight, and the pieces'd get all dusty ... it is awfully cruel of her, then, isn't it? not to mention all the people she'll make a bit more lonely.
typist: *spells 'l i e s' but doesn't get very many points for it*
Glad to hear it. If you knew exactly what you were doing, you'd be God -- except you'd be a much better God than any of the ones I know, and hopefully less of a petty despot. Maybe you should figure it out.
And you'll be taking your memory with you when you go, I assume? And the goldfish with the selective memory that doesn't exactly come when you call its name? Which is, incidentally, my name for a different reason from the one that explains why your memory shares your name, or would, if it came when it was called -- but if that were the criterion for choosing names, I think the world would invert upon itself for the lack of cause and effect. ...Have you got an apple on you?
*sobs and clings* there, now, don't cry ... we've got to be strong, you know ... ! i'm sure you'll be hopeless without me, but please, do try to take care of yourself, won't you? and here, have an apple to remember me by. *hands him a pear* i know it doesn't look very like an apple -- but don't point that out to it -- ! it's rather sensitive about these sorts of things.
*flails* *strikes a supermodel pose before realizing that it wasn't what she meant to do* ... .......;____;
*makes wild gestures in a vague hexagonal shape* *looks as though she were creating a Moebius strip with her fingers* *then proceeds to do something with her knees that looks like an old lady tried to clean the bathroom floor and slipped tragically on the water, falling and straining her muscles horribly* *emulates a giraffe that has just stepped in a piping hot pan of laced brownies and then watched its favourite aunt get married to a vagabond from the north* *waves* :DDDD
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typist: *spells 'l i e s' but doesn't get very many points for it*
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*makes wild gestures in a vague hexagonal shape* *looks as though she were creating a Moebius strip with her fingers* *then proceeds to do something with her knees that looks like an old lady tried to clean the bathroom floor and slipped tragically on the water, falling and straining her muscles horribly* *emulates a giraffe that has just stepped in a piping hot pan of laced brownies and then watched its favourite aunt get married to a vagabond from the north* *waves* :DDDD
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