A Cup of Sugar?
May. 17th, 2007 09:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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thebrucie, nosarious, kermie_canada, spookiemonkie2, hadriel and, from out of town, chris9871) was hanging out. There's a knock at the door and K goes to answer it. Then Gerry, then Carmen, who finally summons me.
Why does it take four people to answer the door? Sometimes a request is so surreal it takes more then one brain to process things.
It was a neighbor from down the street. He's an older gentlemen with the slight accent of an immigrant who had been here long enough to have adult children who lacked any sort of accent at all. Nice guy. He was wondering if I had a spare floppy disk drive. What else could I do? I went into my pile of used computer parts and grabbed him a floppy disk drive.
thebrucie, nosarious, kermie_canada, spookiemonkie2, hadriel and, from out of town, chris9871) was hanging out. There's a knock at the door and K goes to answer it. Then Gerry, then Carmen, who finally summons me.Why does it take four people to answer the door? Sometimes a request is so surreal it takes more then one brain to process things.
It was a neighbor from down the street. He's an older gentlemen with the slight accent of an immigrant who had been here long enough to have adult children who lacked any sort of accent at all. Nice guy. He was wondering if I had a spare floppy disk drive. What else could I do? I went into my pile of used computer parts and grabbed him a floppy disk drive.
