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Follow the white rabbit

When I was woken by a persistant and painful thumping on my head, I think I knew I was in for a bad day. Of course, it would have been nice to sit up and see what the hell was going on, but being tied into bed kind of makes that difficult. Not the fun kind of tied down either, I'm afraid. I worked my eyes to adjust to the light (or lack thereof) and tried to look around, but everything was blurry without my glasses. I hate that my vision is just getting worse and worse. Naturally since it was raining here today, it was dark and I couldn't see shit. But then again I didn't exactly need to a moment or so later as I was rapped hard in the head again, then I heard someone/something talking to me from on top of my head.

I was told that I'd become lax about giving what was due, and that starting immediately I was to put out offerings each night of milk, honey, and bread. Or pizza. But only pizza if it was ham and pinapple, because they'd got a taste for that over the years. Though there was a voice of protest from something different down around my feet at this, saying that they wouldn't mind a nice pepperoni pizza either, from time to time. Then yet another voice from under my comforter spoke up. Sort of, as it was rather muffled. I'm pretty sure it said something about only wanting veggie stuff. Then there was an arguement. I think there were only the three...people? things? involved, but as one of them was on top of my head, it was kind of difficult to tell because of the noise.

After a few minutes of debate over hte propper way to top a pizza, things settled down. I was told that in lieu of milk, honey, and bread, I was permitted to get pizza, which would be half ham and pinapple, and half veggie, but I had to get a small pepperoni too on every other occasion. And maybe soda, but no pepsi products. Utterly bewildered, still groggy, and now with a headache, I said okay, and the ropes were gone. But now I feel like I'm being watched all the time. I turned around and found a post-it on my monitor which said "I don't see you picking up the phone to order". It's kinda creepy actually, especially when I was taking a shower. I wonder if I could get some cold iron in without them noticing.


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Jan. 28th, 2005 03:52 am (UTC)
See, this is what you get for neglecting the Small Folk. Tsk and for shame. I'm sure if you ask one of your mother's Bobs nicely, he'd make a good "steed" for 'em as a bribe to leave you alone. ^~
Jan. 28th, 2005 10:07 am (UTC)
Wow. Demanding little fucks. Fuckin' faeries.
Feb. 2nd, 2005 01:08 am (UTC)
*flexes ears and dips large maw, posture respectful of anothers territory*

Forgive me, however something...about you seems familire...if I may be permitted, I would like to add you to my journal...

*dips maw once more, fading against the ebbing wax and wane of the moons silver song*
Feb. 2nd, 2005 04:14 am (UTC)
This would be fine. :)
Feb. 9th, 2005 04:57 am (UTC)
man. aaron. it's been awhile. it's 'ike'.

it's cool to see that you're still insane.
Feb. 12th, 2006 07:47 pm (UTC)
I enjoy your journal very much o.o and your kakashi icons too much...*drool*
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