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honeyspider) wrote2004-08-06 12:10 am
honeyspider) wrote2004-08-06 12:10 am
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Across the sky
This morning when I woke at the unholy hour of 6am I got up and stumbled about my room in the dark muttering hairband, where's a freaking hairband? (My cats steal them. I keep having to buy more cause the little fluffers keep stealing them! I have no idea where the hell they take them.) I finally stopped ranting when I found one and pulled my hair up. Then I went to the waredrobe to search for socks and something comes whizzing past my ear from behind me, hits the waredrobe door and bounces off onto the floor.
A hairband.
I checked my hair, thinking that one must have bounced off, but no, hairband still in place. I picked up the one on the floor, turned around and looked around the room wondering where the hell it came from. So instead of wondering more and stressing my brain I said "I already found one, but thanks!" and went out to get some breakfast.
Odd.
A hairband.
I checked my hair, thinking that one must have bounced off, but no, hairband still in place. I picked up the one on the floor, turned around and looked around the room wondering where the hell it came from. So instead of wondering more and stressing my brain I said "I already found one, but thanks!" and went out to get some breakfast.
Odd.
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*pictures it*
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I'm sorry, did you say something?
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Heh. Why does that automatically make me think of Isobel. Cursemydirtymind.
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