The Forces of Chaos Turn Against Me
Jan. 8th, 2009 09:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
perzephone
I'm used to stuff getting broken and going missing in the house... It happens all the time. Stuff just disappears. Put it down, turn your back, it's gone, never to be seen again. Stuff gets broken - like stuff hanging on the wall out of reach. Things fall down and fall over with out anyone even walking heavy nearby. It's like we live in a tiny Bermuda Triangle all our own. A Bermuda Triangle with a tiny fault line running under it.
But tonight Chelsie brought me this green cord. I've never seen it before. I don't have a clue as to where it came from. It's a green silk or shiny nylon cord, much like the ubiquitous black silk cords of occult jewelry everywhere. She found it somewhere either in the den or in my room. Rob doesn't recognize it, either.
It's bad enough when stuff goes missing, but this is a first as far as random things mysteriously appearing. It's got me kind of weirded out.
But tonight Chelsie brought me this green cord. I've never seen it before. I don't have a clue as to where it came from. It's a green silk or shiny nylon cord, much like the ubiquitous black silk cords of occult jewelry everywhere. She found it somewhere either in the den or in my room. Rob doesn't recognize it, either.
It's bad enough when stuff goes missing, but this is a first as far as random things mysteriously appearing. It's got me kind of weirded out.
