|The Mage Sister||
I think I just gobbled my lunch like a troll! Yikes!
It has been an extremely busy morning, and I’ve certainly been acting like a troll today. I didn’t have dinner last night because I was still full from lunch yesterday. I had a few spoonfuls of yogurt for breakfast this morning at about 6:30, busy, busy morning, lots of snarling, terrorizing villages, cursing babies, and kicking kneecaps. Just bad behavior, really.
People got annoyed, coworkers cried, the villagers rioted. Cops were called. Angry letters were written. Then there were jet fighters, right there in the office! And tanks! And lots of cute lil’ fellas with short hair and nice tushies in fatigues running all over the place, shouting “Hoo-wah!” and rolling and stuff. The jet fighters kept tearing up the ceiling tile, which got the guys from maintenance irate, and they kept mouthing off to the 'hoo-wah!-boys', who kept telling them to clear off as this is an unsecured zone, which subsequently incited them to fisticuffs. Fights breaking out, shells exploding, shrapnel and quarterly reports rained from the sky.
Then around 1:30, I realized I hadn’t eaten anything since this morning. So the villagers chased me out of the office with pitchforks and lampshades… you know, whatever they had on hand… and I crawled through the debris, down to the cafeteria to grab a salad. I brought it back to my desk - the 'hoo-wah!-boys had cleared off by then - where I ate it with such enthusiasm that people turned and ran when they saw me. I may well have consumed a small animal or two in there, I just don’t know.
Now that I’m feeling aces again, I sit here asking myself, who was this frightening creature who has been sitting in my chair all morning with her head spinning round? And why is my keyboard sticky? And who flung spinach and sunflower seeds all over my cubicle?
Good grief! I think maybe it’s not a good idea to skip dinner anymore.