"What Have You Become...?"

[psalm_onethirtyone]

I would like to cut my short black hair shorter. I wonder if my people would mind.

Good-night!

Oh, randomly (for what is better than random?): here is a scrap of Guildenstern/Rosencrantz I do not plan to use for anything. Is very silly, but perhaps that's appropriate.

~

"But what is it?"

"Well, I don't think it's what it is so much as what it could be, don't you?"

"Don't I what?"

"Don't you think?"

"What sort of question is that?"

"Well--I mean--wait, that's not what I meant--at least, I don't think it is."

"Hesitation, statement, statement."

"Oh! Are we playing?"

"What do you think?"

"Well, that's the trouble, I don't think. At least, I don't think I mean what you just said... er, what did you just say?"

"What are you making?"

"Oh! It's a--well, it's a very pretty thing, and you can use it for counting. You push these red beads over to this side for ones, one-two-three-four--and these blue beads over to the same side for tens, ten-twenty-thirty-forty-fif-- Does fifty come after forty?"

"No. Forty-one comes after forty."

"Forty-forty-one, then. And the black beads are for hundreds, but I don't expect anyone would need to go that high."

"Rosencrantz! Guildenstern!"

"Oh, no, does he want us again? Do you think he'd like my counting thing?"

"It doesn't matter. Bring it if you like. Come on."

Comments

[mhari.livejournal.com]

*giggles* Oh Ros, you goober. <3

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

^_^ I adore Ros.