The voices in my head
Oct. 8th, 2008 06:56 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
maderrare very weird.
Sometimes, I get more information than I know how to handle. Sometimes, I get exactly what I need. Sometimes I just get snippets. Sometimes, all I get is a sentence or three before the voice falls silent again:
"Shut up and--argh, just--fuck my secretary or something while I go deal with this stupid mother fucker." He stomped across the room, then paused. "Stay the fuck away from my desk, or I'll kill you next." He slammed the door shut as he left.*
I think the rain has let up for a bit, which is good, cause I've no fsking clue where my umbrellas have gone. I'm really sad my red one is MIA, I haven't seen it since roomie borrowed it and I know for a fact she threw it on the living room floor with my shoes, but it's not there anymore *sigh*
Hopefully, thouhg, I get my ipod back today ^__^ Oh, music, I have missed thee dearly.
*Bits like this always come with impressions, if not much else. My impression is that speaker is friends with whomever he's yelling at, and the friend and secretary are lovers-and secretary is Not Amused. But, nothing more comes to me.
Sometimes, I get more information than I know how to handle. Sometimes, I get exactly what I need. Sometimes I just get snippets. Sometimes, all I get is a sentence or three before the voice falls silent again:
"Shut up and--argh, just--fuck my secretary or something while I go deal with this stupid mother fucker." He stomped across the room, then paused. "Stay the fuck away from my desk, or I'll kill you next." He slammed the door shut as he left.*
I think the rain has let up for a bit, which is good, cause I've no fsking clue where my umbrellas have gone. I'm really sad my red one is MIA, I haven't seen it since roomie borrowed it and I know for a fact she threw it on the living room floor with my shoes, but it's not there anymore *sigh*
Hopefully, thouhg, I get my ipod back today ^__^ Oh, music, I have missed thee dearly.
*Bits like this always come with impressions, if not much else. My impression is that speaker is friends with whomever he's yelling at, and the friend and secretary are lovers-and secretary is Not Amused. But, nothing more comes to me.
