"I Tell You, Don't Be So Sure..."
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psalm_onethirtyoneThe weather is awfully cold right now. I am thinking I may not need to put the air conditioner in for Zara after all. My toes are all woeful and cold (but that means I have an excuse to wear my cow socks!).
Work Yesterday:
Gayle: I need my fingernails cut.
Soujin: Well, I can't do that.
Gayle: Why not?
Soujin: Because if I cut you and it gets huge and infected and you end up having to have your hand amputated, I'll be in big trouble. But we can ask a nurse.
Gayle: Okay, let's ask a nurse.
Nurse: Nope.
Soujin: Why not?
Nurse: She's diabetic.
Gayle: Why not?
Soujin: Because you're diabetic, so if she cuts you and it gets huge and infected and you end up having to have your hand amputated, she'll be in big trouble.
Gayle: That's ridiculous. Take me back to my room.
Soujin: *obeys*
Gayle: Now. I have a pair of fingernail scissors in the back of my drawer. Get them out and I'll cut my own nails. If I cut myself and it gets huge and infected and I end up having to have my hand amputated, it'll be my fault, right?
Soujin: Right. But I'm going to leave the room while you're doing it so that I'm not aiding and abetting, okay?
Gayle: No problem. *cuts her nails* Now take me back and paint my fingernails.
Soujin: >_> Sure.
Gayle: Now, was that so hard?
Soujin: Well, I don't even know how you got your fingernail scissors, because usually we confiscate anything like that. Usually we take away sharp things. Like I know men's electric razors, for one thing.
Gayle: Men's electric razors?
Soujin: Right. Because if you were to cut yourself and it got huge and infected and you had to have your head amputated, where would we be?
Soujin: Hi, Violet!
Violet: Hi, Soujin! Can you get me something from over there on my window?
Soujin: Absolutely! *goes towards window and nearly steps on the head of Violet's personal companion, who is lying on the floor facedown* ... O___________O Violet? Is she okay?
Violet: Oh, yes. She's just sleeping.
Violet's Personal Companion: *does not appear to be breathing*
Soujin: Are you sure?
Violet: Yep. She was really tired, so she said she'd lie down.
Soujin: ...okay. *gets thingy off window*
LATER.
Soujin: *returns, peers anxiously at floor*
VPC: *is gone!*
Soujin: ...?
Violet: Oh, she woke up and went home. ^___^
Soujin: Hey, Dick, here's your Newsweek.
Dick: Thank you.
Soujin: So they deleted Pluto from the Solar System's flist.
Dick: What?
Soujin: No more Pluto. ;_____; I liked Pluto. It was actually my favourite.
Dick: Not mine.
Soujin: Yes?
Dick: I only like planets I've been to.
Soujin: So, Earth.
Dick: And Mars.
Soujin: Omgeeee, when did you go to Mars?
Dick: All the time. In my mind.
Soujin: ...quit playing with me. XD
Dick: I travel all the time in my mind. Don't you like to?
Soujin: Yes, but I usually go to Iceland.
Dick: Bleh.
Connie's Daughter: ;_______; My son is coming home to-morrow before he leaves for Iraq for eighteen months.
Soujin: Oh, no. That's too bad. You should send him up to Canada.
Connie: DOESN'T WORK ANY MORE! Canada's not a place you can avoid the draft. They just send you right back.
Soujin: ...Is that true?
CD: Yep.
Soujin: Can you send them to Mexico?
CD: Yep, but blurgh. I wouldn't send my son to Mexico.
Soujin: ...That would be funny! You'd have illegal immigrants going both ways! Because all the American soldiers would be going to Mexico!
Connie: ...
Soujin: ...See you later!
Soujin: Romaine, are you okay?
Romaine: I'm cold. ;________;
Soujin: Can I get you anything? Like a sweater or a laprug or something?
Romaine: I need another arm.
Soujin: ...
Romaine: ;________;
Soujin: Okay, one more time, what do you need?
Romaine: An arm! Honey, get me another arm! I need one!
Soujin: I'm going to go get you a blanket, 'kay?
Romaine: *shouting after Soujin as she heads up to Romaine's room:* AN ARM! HONEY! I NEED ANOTHER ARM!
...I love my job which as of to-day is no longer my job. ^_____________^
Work Yesterday:
Gayle: I need my fingernails cut.
Soujin: Well, I can't do that.
Gayle: Why not?
Soujin: Because if I cut you and it gets huge and infected and you end up having to have your hand amputated, I'll be in big trouble. But we can ask a nurse.
Gayle: Okay, let's ask a nurse.
Nurse: Nope.
Soujin: Why not?
Nurse: She's diabetic.
Gayle: Why not?
Soujin: Because you're diabetic, so if she cuts you and it gets huge and infected and you end up having to have your hand amputated, she'll be in big trouble.
Gayle: That's ridiculous. Take me back to my room.
Soujin: *obeys*
Gayle: Now. I have a pair of fingernail scissors in the back of my drawer. Get them out and I'll cut my own nails. If I cut myself and it gets huge and infected and I end up having to have my hand amputated, it'll be my fault, right?
Soujin: Right. But I'm going to leave the room while you're doing it so that I'm not aiding and abetting, okay?
Gayle: No problem. *cuts her nails* Now take me back and paint my fingernails.
Soujin: >_> Sure.
Gayle: Now, was that so hard?
Soujin: Well, I don't even know how you got your fingernail scissors, because usually we confiscate anything like that. Usually we take away sharp things. Like I know men's electric razors, for one thing.
Gayle: Men's electric razors?
Soujin: Right. Because if you were to cut yourself and it got huge and infected and you had to have your head amputated, where would we be?
Soujin: Hi, Violet!
Violet: Hi, Soujin! Can you get me something from over there on my window?
Soujin: Absolutely! *goes towards window and nearly steps on the head of Violet's personal companion, who is lying on the floor facedown* ... O___________O Violet? Is she okay?
Violet: Oh, yes. She's just sleeping.
Violet's Personal Companion: *does not appear to be breathing*
Soujin: Are you sure?
Violet: Yep. She was really tired, so she said she'd lie down.
Soujin: ...okay. *gets thingy off window*
LATER.
Soujin: *returns, peers anxiously at floor*
VPC: *is gone!*
Soujin: ...?
Violet: Oh, she woke up and went home. ^___^
Soujin: Hey, Dick, here's your Newsweek.
Dick: Thank you.
Soujin: So they deleted Pluto from the Solar System's flist.
Dick: What?
Soujin: No more Pluto. ;_____; I liked Pluto. It was actually my favourite.
Dick: Not mine.
Soujin: Yes?
Dick: I only like planets I've been to.
Soujin: So, Earth.
Dick: And Mars.
Soujin: Omgeeee, when did you go to Mars?
Dick: All the time. In my mind.
Soujin: ...quit playing with me. XD
Dick: I travel all the time in my mind. Don't you like to?
Soujin: Yes, but I usually go to Iceland.
Dick: Bleh.
Connie's Daughter: ;_______; My son is coming home to-morrow before he leaves for Iraq for eighteen months.
Soujin: Oh, no. That's too bad. You should send him up to Canada.
Connie: DOESN'T WORK ANY MORE! Canada's not a place you can avoid the draft. They just send you right back.
Soujin: ...Is that true?
CD: Yep.
Soujin: Can you send them to Mexico?
CD: Yep, but blurgh. I wouldn't send my son to Mexico.
Soujin: ...That would be funny! You'd have illegal immigrants going both ways! Because all the American soldiers would be going to Mexico!
Connie: ...
Soujin: ...See you later!
Soujin: Romaine, are you okay?
Romaine: I'm cold. ;________;
Soujin: Can I get you anything? Like a sweater or a laprug or something?
Romaine: I need another arm.
Soujin: ...
Romaine: ;________;
Soujin: Okay, one more time, what do you need?
Romaine: An arm! Honey, get me another arm! I need one!
Soujin: I'm going to go get you a blanket, 'kay?
Romaine: *shouting after Soujin as she heads up to Romaine's room:* AN ARM! HONEY! I NEED ANOTHER ARM!
...I love my job which as of to-day is no longer my job. ^_____________^
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Date: 2006-09-03 04:44 am (UTC)Nehoo, hi! :D This is a Mimi. I... actually have a question. Zee showed me some icons that you did (I believe it was you...?) of the Campbell Scott Hamlet and I was wondering if I could use them? I'd credit, of course! I just wanted to check, first.
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Date: 2006-09-03 09:25 pm (UTC)Hiii...! Actually, Miss Zara, who is leaning over my shoulder right now, says you're thinking of Miss Kylee, who is
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Date: 2006-09-03 11:15 pm (UTC)And I'm sure your icons are lovely.
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Date: 2006-09-04 09:20 pm (UTC)Eh, we're all good at something, but icon-making just isn't one of those somethings for me. I usually try to get other people to make them for me.