text;

[protectress]

[via computer; she has yet to realize the more otherworldly properties of this network.]

Well, this isn't anything like anything I've worked with before. What is this, some kind of private program? Doesn't really explain those numbers any, but at least it's something I get.

Well. Sort of.

Though I could really have done without whatever was doing that thing with the numbers in my head at 6am. I had JUST fallen asleep. Anyway, can anyone explain to me what exactly is going on? Is it one of those... I don't know, subliminal things? I'm pretty sure those aren't exactly possible, but then again, I'm no psychologist. Just your average minimum wage worker with a Bachelor's. This economy, am I right?

Anyway, I'd really appreciate it if someone would just tell me what's up with this thing. Otherwise, it's just gonna annoy me all night.

Uh, and if it could be a quick thing, I'd appreciate it. I have a shift at the bar in about an hour.

Comments

[iaijutsu]

Sometimes they aren't bad. Sometimes they're just...strange.

[protectress]

How do you mean?

[iaijutsu]

I became left-handed.

[Stupid Echo? Stupid Echo.]

[protectress]

[Wait, what?]

BECAME? Like, all of a sudden?

[Not that she'd be all that worried, since she already is, but still.]

That IS pretty strange.

[iaijutsu]

Yes. I was right-handed one day, and now I can hardly manage chicken scratch.

[protectress]

That has to suck. I remember having a lot of trouble with writing as a kid because all the writing lessons were aimed at right-handed kids, and that was when I didn't have a lifetime of writing to get used to.

So clearly a lot more can change than just your reactions to emergencies, huh?

[iaijutsu]

Someone had her hair turn pink.

[protectress]

That better not happen to me. The last thing I need is to be mistaken for cotton candy.

Well, I feel a little better informed, but now I'm starting to also feel a lot more nervous.

[iaijutsu]

I won't lie: there are plenty of reasons to be nervous.

[protectress]

I really hope you're not a doctor or something, because your bedside manner probably sucks.

But I'm grateful. I guess. I owe you my thanks, anyway, though they don't pay any bills or feed any mouths.

[iaijutsu]

[Why did she have to put it like that.]

Only a pre-med.

[protectress]

[Because she has this magical ability to shove her whole foot in her mouth.]

...I was joking.

[iaijutsu]

I suppose I still have time to work on it.