Adventures at 5:30
Aug. 6th, 2008 07:32 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sessifetLesson learnt for today: It is not enough being very very careful when putting on boots to go to work. One has to be very very very careful when putting on boots to go to work.
Boots: *want to be put on*
Arms: *reach verrah verrah carefully*
Back: *hums idly*
Right boot:I'm going to work. Whee!
Work Ethic: Yay work!
Back: Oooh. Stretching good.
Left boot: Can I come too?! Pleeease?!
Arms: *once again, reach verrah verrah slowly and carefully*
Back: Wait? We're going to work?! I must wake up! *goes into violent spasm*
Rest of Body: Gni. *topples from sofa and lands on knees before bouncing head off floor*
Knees: Youch!
Head: Okay, that hurts.
Floor: Hello. Can I help you?
Back: That's not good. Right? Erm...guys? Brain? *signals frantically* You there? I'd like a little help here...Please? HELLO! ANYONE!
Nerves: Wheeeeeeeeeeee! (Also, owie.)
Floor: Will you be my friend?
Muscles: *spasm*
Brain: Yeah, We're just a tad busy here. Just a tick.
Back: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-
Brain: We heard you!
Back: -aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! *signals violently to brain* It hurts! What are you doing up there?!
Brain: Trying not to pass out, for a start. We know you hurt. We got the message loud and clear. You can stop sending quite so many messengers now. Work will soon be underway.
Back: Now?
Floor: No one ever comes to visit me.
Brain: Juuuust a few minutes. We kinda need oxygen first. So...could you stop screaming in our ear so we can try to get the rest of us back under conscious control so we can get up off the floor and do this whole 'painkiller' thing?
Work Ethic: But!
Brain: Just...shut up you. Preferably before I whack you one with a shovel.
Back: !
Brain: Metaphorically speaking! For fuck's sake, calm down.
Floor: Can I get you something? Tea? Coffee? Anything?
Boots: *want to be put on*
Arms: *reach verrah verrah carefully*
Back: *hums idly*
Right boot:I'm going to work. Whee!
Work Ethic: Yay work!
Back: Oooh. Stretching good.
Left boot: Can I come too?! Pleeease?!
Arms: *once again, reach verrah verrah slowly and carefully*
Back: Wait? We're going to work?! I must wake up! *goes into violent spasm*
Rest of Body: Gni. *topples from sofa and lands on knees before bouncing head off floor*
Knees: Youch!
Head: Okay, that hurts.
Floor: Hello. Can I help you?
Back: That's not good. Right? Erm...guys? Brain? *signals frantically* You there? I'd like a little help here...Please? HELLO! ANYONE!
Nerves: Wheeeeeeeeeeee! (Also, owie.)
Floor: Will you be my friend?
Muscles: *spasm*
Brain: Yeah, We're just a tad busy here. Just a tick.
Back: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-
Brain: We heard you!
Back: -aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! *signals violently to brain* It hurts! What are you doing up there?!
Brain: Trying not to pass out, for a start. We know you hurt. We got the message loud and clear. You can stop sending quite so many messengers now. Work will soon be underway.
Back: Now?
Floor: No one ever comes to visit me.
Brain: Juuuust a few minutes. We kinda need oxygen first. So...could you stop screaming in our ear so we can try to get the rest of us back under conscious control so we can get up off the floor and do this whole 'painkiller' thing?
Work Ethic: But!
Brain: Just...shut up you. Preferably before I whack you one with a shovel.
Back: !
Brain: Metaphorically speaking! For fuck's sake, calm down.
Floor: Can I get you something? Tea? Coffee? Anything?
