Room 206, Thursday Afternoon
Feb. 14th, 2008 12:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dark_slippy_thingIt was Valentine's day.
Not to be confused with Valentines Day, that commercial holiday thrown together as an excuse to spend money on chocolates and disturbing amounts of pink things. Oh no. It was far more important than that.
It was Valentine's day. And he was going to celebrate it by attempting to juggle a ball for every year he'd been alive. So far as he knew.
Given that eight balls was normally quite a challenge, nineteen was, rather predictably, nearly catastrophic. All living things in room 206 would do well to run and hide.
At least he was making a point to juggle on the side of the room opposite the flowers.
[[Go figure I have to work on my boy's birthday. Serves me right for sticking it on a hallmark holiday while I work in a place where cheap Valentines gift sales are through the roof? Valentine is totally interruptible if you don't mind that my availability is nil until later on in the evening. Happy Valentine's day!]]
Not to be confused with Valentines Day, that commercial holiday thrown together as an excuse to spend money on chocolates and disturbing amounts of pink things. Oh no. It was far more important than that.
It was Valentine's day. And he was going to celebrate it by attempting to juggle a ball for every year he'd been alive. So far as he knew.
Given that eight balls was normally quite a challenge, nineteen was, rather predictably, nearly catastrophic. All living things in room 206 would do well to run and hide.
At least he was making a point to juggle on the side of the room opposite the flowers.
[[Go figure I have to work on my boy's birthday. Serves me right for sticking it on a hallmark holiday while I work in a place where cheap Valentines gift sales are through the roof? Valentine is totally interruptible if you don't mind that my availability is nil until later on in the evening. Happy Valentine's day!]]
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Date: 2008-02-14 11:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-15 04:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-16 04:26 pm (UTC)"The hell?"
Jack was not used to activities where balls were flying at his nose.
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Date: 2008-02-15 12:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-15 04:38 am (UTC)The Really Useful Book was quivering up in the light fixture again.