*squeaks, high-pitched, like a bat*
Lunchtime today, 549 words on my apocafic! IT LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVES!
Is it any coincidence that I cut my nails last night? I think not.
Also, today I have dressed like an egg. I hoped no one would notice - that they would think I was just dressed in a nice, summery yellow skirt and white top. Naturally, the first person to see me said, "Egg!". Dammit.
Lunchtime today, 549 words on my apocafic! IT LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVES!
Is it any coincidence that I cut my nails last night? I think not.
Also, today I have dressed like an egg. I hoped no one would notice - that they would think I was just dressed in a nice, summery yellow skirt and white top. Naturally, the first person to see me said, "Egg!". Dammit.

Comments
*hands you gold medal*
You should cut your nails more often :)
(also, hee :) on your clothing choices. I don't think I would ever make that connection)
So my bf says.Yes, it's weird how that works. I guess it's just because I'm that little bit less aware that I'm typing.And it's an extremely egg-yolk shade of yellow. I thought it was nice in the shop - and still think it's nice, but I'd rather it hadn't actually been the first reaction I got. I'd have preferred something more along the lines of "Sunshine!", perhaps... :)
Badum-tsch, thankyouverymuch, I'm here all week, don't forget to tip your waiters...
*moans about ficathons being duuuuuueee*
...You know, next time Jenn's asking for a prompt... :D
sjficathon fic still being difficult? You've still got a week, though - I'm sure you can do it!
*\o/* <---Me waving pompoms encouragingly.
It's a thought...
*is now actually trying to think what other clothes I have that might resemble foodstuff*