So have I! I'm fine, just glowing like the shining example I'm supposed to be and am not.
Bundy's glaring at me in a rather cheeky fashion, saying how's she supposed to get her revising done while I'm sitting there all lit up like a Christmas candle.
Thanks for being my knight in shining armor--I'm sorry it got you in trouble. What'd you get?
Well, I can come along and give you some light! If all else fails, you can run off and do something scandalous, like joining a band of traveling players or, or...
I know! You could write scripts for Pseudonymity, like those reporters at the wedding, or write about Inferi infestations for the Babbler!
Writing by the glow of a lovely maiden sounds like one of those old tales. I rather like it. If it doesn't wear off, perhaps you can obtain a part-time position as combination muse and lamp.
Weren't those reporters too utterly amusing? I thought I'd laugh myself sick when the one was reciting that basic script. Imagine having to pay someone to say the words you wanted to hear! If one were paying, one would think they'd want to hear something with more originality than "Oh, it's you, it's really you? I've wanted you for so long. And now we can be together, together as we were always meant to be."
One can see why that bit of dialogue is the frugal choice.
Combination muse/lamp? I rather like the sound of that.
And as for Pseudonymity, I suppose the dialog isn't the point, is it? It's the, er, other aspects.
Still, I think if someone came out with "This is like I've always imagined. I've wanted to be with you for so long," I'd be more inclined to burst out in giggles than anything!
Especially drawn out the way he said it. "For sooooooo loooooooong." And don't forget the breathy sigh at the end. That's absolutely necessary for the full effect.
Such rubbish people get up to. Funny old world, isn't it?
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It's too bad we won't get to finish them--they really deserved to be eaten.
And they were delicious, too.
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I have fragments of spun sugar bird's nest in my hair.
Are you all right? What did she do?
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Bundy's glaring at me in a rather cheeky fashion, saying how's she supposed to get her revising done while I'm sitting there all lit up like a Christmas candle.
Thanks for being my knight in shining armor--I'm sorry it got you in trouble. What'd you get?
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Do you have to see her in the morning too?
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All is dungbombs and ashes.
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Perhaps the Headmistress will be lenient in view of our good records and it will all blow over.
Private Message to Linus
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I know! You could write scripts for Pseudonymity, like those reporters at the wedding, or write about Inferi infestations for the Babbler!
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Weren't those reporters too utterly amusing? I thought I'd laugh myself sick when the one was reciting that basic script. Imagine having to pay someone to say the words you wanted to hear! If one were paying, one would think they'd want to hear something with more originality than "Oh, it's you, it's really you? I've wanted you for so long. And now we can be together, together as we were always meant to be."
One can see why that bit of dialogue is the frugal choice.
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And as for Pseudonymity, I suppose the dialog isn't the point, is it? It's the, er, other aspects.
Still, I think if someone came out with "This is like I've always imagined. I've wanted to be with you for so long," I'd be more inclined to burst out in giggles than anything!
There's no accounting for taste, really.
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Such rubbish people get up to. Funny old world, isn't it?
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