Four things
Feb. 14th, 2006 09:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
zoetrope1. Happy Valentine's Day! You guys out there in LJ-land make each day a little brighter, and I love you all for that.
2. I've been staying with my Mum for a few days, while ill, but today I attempted to go back to the real world (AKA London), I really did. But I was so feverish that I actually got on the wrong train and ended up back where I started! Don't ask how, I'm not entirely sure.
3. I've always wanted to be one of those people who answers the phone in interesting ways. Until tonight, I've never had the guts...
An actual conversation over the telephone this evening:
Me: Good Evening, Mother Zoetrope's House of Fish, how may I help?
Them: Er... Is Mother Zoetrope there?
Me: Who is this?
Them: It's... the fish shop.
No kidding, it really was the fish shop calling. As![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cincodemaygirl said: "Sometimes life just needs a little added absurdity! You just managed PSYCHIC absurdity, which is extra nifty!"
4. This may be the worst writing in the history of language. Even funnier, it's about my Great Great Grandfather:
I do not want to know the extent to which he "knew the trees" *shudder*.
2. I've been staying with my Mum for a few days, while ill, but today I attempted to go back to the real world (AKA London), I really did. But I was so feverish that I actually got on the wrong train and ended up back where I started! Don't ask how, I'm not entirely sure.
3. I've always wanted to be one of those people who answers the phone in interesting ways. Until tonight, I've never had the guts...
An actual conversation over the telephone this evening:
Me: Good Evening, Mother Zoetrope's House of Fish, how may I help?
Them: Er... Is Mother Zoetrope there?
Me: Who is this?
Them: It's... the fish shop.
No kidding, it really was the fish shop calling. As
cincodemaygirl said: "Sometimes life just needs a little added absurdity! You just managed PSYCHIC absurdity, which is extra nifty!"4. This may be the worst writing in the history of language. Even funnier, it's about my Great Great Grandfather:
I do not want to know the extent to which he "knew the trees" *shudder*.
