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Just got back from the high school drama club's Christmas play.
Was sitting down to my computer, ready to write, when I glanced up and saw this:


(Dusty shelves, what dusty shelves?)
I stood there and stared, running through all of the people who would have been over recently enough for me not to notice that.
Then I went to my mom and said, "Okay. I have to ask you something and you have to promise not to mess with me because otherwise I'll think I'm going crazy."
She pulls that Eddie Izzard Englebert Humperdink act on me all the time. (Which can be seen here if you don't know what I'm talking about.) Or the wide-eyed "It wasn't me, I swear."
Anyway. She owned up to it. Said she did it a couple of days ago.
Observant Mary is observant.
Was sitting down to my computer, ready to write, when I glanced up and saw this:
(Dusty shelves, what dusty shelves?)
I stood there and stared, running through all of the people who would have been over recently enough for me not to notice that.
Then I went to my mom and said, "Okay. I have to ask you something and you have to promise not to mess with me because otherwise I'll think I'm going crazy."
She pulls that Eddie Izzard Englebert Humperdink act on me all the time. (Which can be seen here if you don't know what I'm talking about.) Or the wide-eyed "It wasn't me, I swear."
Anyway. She owned up to it. Said she did it a couple of days ago.
Observant Mary is observant.
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Date: 2009-12-20 08:08 pm (UTC)Ahem.
I'm half afraid I'll find Ichabod Crane, Jane Austen, and James Joyce in compromising positions like some impossible literary threesome now.