Manos....

[lyssie]

I am caught between wanting to write, and remembering that I'll have to stick it on email, or something, and then transfer to disk, and... suddenly, it seems less easy.

I should go find socks, I suspect. And tums or something. Which might mean going out to the car. Sigh.

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Writing

[skellingtonjon.livejournal.com]

Spare a thought for us poor souls who are having to "entertain" today, and so are net/PC restricted all day, so will have to write in pencil if at all.

Please?
I'll cry if you don't...

...Or maybe I'll set the Dust-Mites on you.
Yeah.

'Cuz, y'know, they're pretty cranky right now, seeing as my mum dusted away their homes this morning and...

Ahem.

Re: Writing

[lyssie.livejournal.com]

*eyes* How about those of us who have long car trips and can't even write on paper with pen? ;)

Bloody Hell

[skellingtonjon.livejournal.com]

I'd not thought of that.
You poor, poor thing.

I would recall the Dust-Mites right now... if I could.

I'm so, so sorry.
;)

Re: Bloody Hell

[lyssie.livejournal.com]

*eyes* Can I stomp them to itty bits with my boots?

Re: Bloody Hell

[skellingtonjon.livejournal.com]

Nope.
They managed to wangle "Carapace +5, No Squishing" out of me last time we played D&D.

Extreme cold is the only thing that can kill them now.
That and THE ONE RING.

Got either of those handy, you're fine.
Neither... do you want a closed casket?

:)