State of the Cairsten?
Dec. 9th, 2001 01:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kuangning< Rhianthe> one day not too very far from now, I will get to write the Perfect LJ Entry.
< Zibblsnrt> ?
< Rhianthe> mind you, I do not yet know what form it will take. but I know it exists. and I will create it. ;)
< Zibblsnrt> hee.
< Rhianthe> yes, I AM in a strange mood today, Mrs Robinson. How kind of you to pay close enough attention that you noticed. and how are things in YOUR corner of the galaxy? ;)
< Zibblsnrt> *snicker*
< Rhianthe> someone lock me away for the good of mankind, won't you? my petticoats are showing, and I've spilled megalomania on the carpet again; how clumsy of me. but don't you try to clean it up, or you'll NEVER get the scent off your hands... aphasia is contagious, you know.
< Zibblsnrt> *snrk*
< Rhianthe> all right. I need to stop: that nonsense is coming from my fingertips entirely too easily now.
< Zibblsnrt> you say that like it's a bad thing
yes, it has been that sort of evening. Are you having fun? Good. Because the sheep are in the stream again and the Mona Lisa doesn't look good with tufts of cloud hanging from her ears, and relief is spelled T U M S... or so they told me when I said I had to go to school, but the building was submerged and I came away with bells on my fingers from the reflection of my soul.
< Zibblsnrt> ?
< Rhianthe> mind you, I do not yet know what form it will take. but I know it exists. and I will create it. ;)
< Zibblsnrt> hee.
< Rhianthe> yes, I AM in a strange mood today, Mrs Robinson. How kind of you to pay close enough attention that you noticed. and how are things in YOUR corner of the galaxy? ;)
< Zibblsnrt> *snicker*
< Rhianthe> someone lock me away for the good of mankind, won't you? my petticoats are showing, and I've spilled megalomania on the carpet again; how clumsy of me. but don't you try to clean it up, or you'll NEVER get the scent off your hands... aphasia is contagious, you know.
< Zibblsnrt> *snrk*
< Rhianthe> all right. I need to stop: that nonsense is coming from my fingertips entirely too easily now.
< Zibblsnrt> you say that like it's a bad thing
yes, it has been that sort of evening. Are you having fun? Good. Because the sheep are in the stream again and the Mona Lisa doesn't look good with tufts of cloud hanging from her ears, and relief is spelled T U M S... or so they told me when I said I had to go to school, but the building was submerged and I came away with bells on my fingers from the reflection of my soul.
