Coversations with Legolas, # 4637

She looked at her reflection in the mirror, trying her best not to bang her head into the glass. The knocking on the bathroom door was becoming more and more insistent.

“Please, please let me do it,” Legolas said, speaking into the keyhole.

“Dammit. If you’re so fascinated by toilets, use one and you can flush it yourself!” With that Heather pushed the handle, and the gurgle of water through plumbing drowned out the sigh of Legolas’s disappointment.

“Elves don’t go to the bathroom,” he said, long-suffering. His interest in human technology sometimes got Heather exasperated.

“Well, duh,” Heather said, opening the door and marching past him, “You eat so much Lembas that it’s no wonder that you’re not regular.”

She left the elf to puzzle that one out and headed for the computer.

Coversations with Legolas, # 4637

She looked at her reflection in the mirror, trying her best not to bang her head into the glass. The knocking on the bathroom door was becoming more and more insistent.

“Please, please let me do it,” Legolas said, speaking into the keyhole.

“Dammit. If you’re so fascinated by toilets, use one and you can flush it yourself!” With that Heather pushed the handle, and the gurgle of water through plumbing drowned out the sigh of Legolas’s disappointment.

“Elves don’t go to the bathroom,” he said, long-suffering. His interest in human technology sometimes got Heather exasperated.

“Well, duh,” Heather said, opening the door and marching past him, “You eat so much Lembas that it’s no wonder that you’re not regular.”

She left the elf to puzzle that one out and headed for the computer.

Blah.

Yeah. So today was mostly uneventful, the most notable exceptions being a piece of chocolate mousse cake and talking a bit with Legojerk.

I feel okay about this, because Mater said she had conversations with Paul McCartney in her head for years.

I blew my last five bucks on chap stick and lip cream, but it’s worth it. The supercold to notsocold to supercoldagain weather has been wreaking havoc with my skin, and my lips are all chapped and stuff. Fun. I try not to bitch about myself too much… I get complimented on my complexion all the time, but my skin’s so sensitive it’s stupid. I’m allergic to water for god’s sake. Ugh.

Anyway. I get paid again on Monday. Which is good since I’m broke and I need things. Like ribbon. Yes, precious, lotsss and lotsss of ribbon. And stuff.

I’m going to do some more writing tonight as I don’t have to be anywhere tomorrow morning. Dammit, I have all these ideas flying around in my head, but when I finally get to sit down at the computer, they just go away. Far, far away. Grr.

Wow. I really don’t have a life, huh?

Blah.

Yeah. So today was mostly uneventful, the most notable exceptions being a piece of chocolate mousse cake and talking a bit with Legojerk.

I feel okay about this, because Mom said she had conversations with Paul McCartney in her head for years.

I blew my last five bucks on chap stick and lip cream, but it’s worth it. The supercold to notsocold to supercoldagain weather has been wreaking havoc with my skin, and my lips are all chapped and stuff. Fun. I try not to bitch about myself too much… I get complimented on my complexion all the time, but my skin’s so sensitive it’s stupid. I’m allergic to water for god’s sake. Ugh.

Anyway. I get paid again on Monday. Which is good since I’m broke and I need things. Like ribbon. Yes, precious, lotsss and lotsss of ribbon. And stuff.

I’m going to do some more writing tonight as I don’t have to be anywhere tomorrow morning. Dammit, I have all these ideas flying around in my head, but when I finally get to sit down at the computer, they just go away. Far, far away. Grr.

Wow. I really don’t have a life, huh?