Perhaps it's my magnetic personality
Jul. 12th, 2005 08:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
On my way to today's job interview, I found a BB on the sidewalk and picked it up for luck; on the way back from the interview, I came upon first a washer and later a nail lying underfoot. No sooner had I thought to myself that this seemed to be a day for finding odd bits of metal, than I spotted a paper clip and a pop-top ring in the next ten feet. Except for the pop-top ring, these are not things that I see on sidewalks all that often.
The next block yielded another pop-top ring and another paper clip; at this point I decided to stop picking them up, but almost went back on this decision when I came to a broken hair clip and still later a screw. I had fun redistributing the items I had collected, though: the washer is now balanced on top of a railing, the pop-top ring paper-clipped to a chain link fence, and the nail sticking out of the pocket of a pair of jeans being worn by a rather creepy torso-less mannequin outside a small store. The BB is still in my pocket, though; I never did find what seemed like a good place for it, though now that I think about it, it might've rested nicely on top of the washer.
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kaidevis, you're a bad influence. Or a good influence. Or something.)
The next block yielded another pop-top ring and another paper clip; at this point I decided to stop picking them up, but almost went back on this decision when I came to a broken hair clip and still later a screw. I had fun redistributing the items I had collected, though: the washer is now balanced on top of a railing, the pop-top ring paper-clipped to a chain link fence, and the nail sticking out of the pocket of a pair of jeans being worn by a rather creepy torso-less mannequin outside a small store. The BB is still in my pocket, though; I never did find what seemed like a good place for it, though now that I think about it, it might've rested nicely on top of the washer.
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Date: 2005-07-13 03:18 am (UTC)Next time I see you I should leave you with a bunch of the special cast-animal glass baubles I've been metering out one bag a month; they're super spiffy. And then there's all the good uses for spare quarters like superballs and other things from supermarket vending machines.
Life is Play!
*hugs*
I love you so very much.
(Dammit, now where's a rooftop I can climb without being arrested to shout this from?)
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Date: 2005-07-13 03:36 am (UTC)Love you too. But I'm not sure I need more stuff to leave random places; I've got enough leaving-places fodder lying around as it is, really, and I ought to get rid of stuff anyway.
*hug* *re-blush*
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Date: 2005-07-13 04:47 am (UTC)Was there luck?
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