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Entry 241; Day 584
Dec. 10th, 2008 12:56 pm[Filtered from Known Enemies || Unhackable]
I should have known it would be a peculiar day when I woke up to greenery growing out of my bedposts and ceiling. No greenery less than mistletoe, berries and all.
I've seen this happen in the City before. I'm not sure if I should write off that time before as entirely good or entirely bad. It was strange, certainly, and I suspect the return of this curse will be equally strange. As curses go, it's mild, so long as one is careful. And the mistletoe might be sprouting out of us as much as it's sprouting out of the ceiling--and the doorjamb, I see, and the lampposts outside. We may all be strangled by the stuff before the day is over.
If we're not all strangled, I suppose it's useful that the City is decorating itself for Christmas, since that skips the ridiculous customs of keeping the mistletoe from ever touching the ground for fear it would lose some sort of power, or so I was told. I'm sure these plants will wither at midnight, which breaks a different custom, since, I've been sharply informed, mistletoe is the last of the Christmas greenery to be taken down--sometimes not even until February. But I've also heard it's bad luck to leave Christmas decorations up after Epiphany, so that says all one needs to know about the superstitions there.
A parasitic Druid vine, and we're all supposed to kiss when we pass under it. I've no idea why, I only know it's done. And it can be an excellent thing to find at, say, a party. A little distraction, and one can proceed neatly to the kissing ball or the mistletoe, with one's companion quite unaware of what one is doing.
But, as I recall, there was far more obligation to kiss last time this curse came around. Otherwise, it wouldn't be a curse, really.
And worse, I've got to go out today. I've put off certain errands as long as I can, and if I have to go out during a curse, then this is the curse to go out during, I suppose. I'll just keep as far away from the mistletoe as possible--or at least dodge anyone I don't want to kiss. It might be rather exciting today.
There's mistletoe sprouting from the side of my desk suddenly. How perfectly brilliant. It's rather in my way, and unless it's there for any mice that might come through, it's quite useless.
~C.
[ooc: Come and get him >:3 Girls, boys, lulz, srs bzns, whatever. Comment log if you want, journal post otherwise. He is soooo not talking about his Christmas Past curse, but I think he might not be dodging as much as he says he will--kissing for distraction, you see~]
I should have known it would be a peculiar day when I woke up to greenery growing out of my bedposts and ceiling. No greenery less than mistletoe, berries and all.
I've seen this happen in the City before. I'm not sure if I should write off that time before as entirely good or entirely bad. It was strange, certainly, and I suspect the return of this curse will be equally strange. As curses go, it's mild, so long as one is careful. And the mistletoe might be sprouting out of us as much as it's sprouting out of the ceiling--and the doorjamb, I see, and the lampposts outside. We may all be strangled by the stuff before the day is over.
If we're not all strangled, I suppose it's useful that the City is decorating itself for Christmas, since that skips the ridiculous customs of keeping the mistletoe from ever touching the ground for fear it would lose some sort of power, or so I was told. I'm sure these plants will wither at midnight, which breaks a different custom, since, I've been sharply informed, mistletoe is the last of the Christmas greenery to be taken down--sometimes not even until February. But I've also heard it's bad luck to leave Christmas decorations up after Epiphany, so that says all one needs to know about the superstitions there.
A parasitic Druid vine, and we're all supposed to kiss when we pass under it. I've no idea why, I only know it's done. And it can be an excellent thing to find at, say, a party. A little distraction, and one can proceed neatly to the kissing ball or the mistletoe, with one's companion quite unaware of what one is doing.
But, as I recall, there was far more obligation to kiss last time this curse came around. Otherwise, it wouldn't be a curse, really.
And worse, I've got to go out today. I've put off certain errands as long as I can, and if I have to go out during a curse, then this is the curse to go out during, I suppose. I'll just keep as far away from the mistletoe as possible--or at least dodge anyone I don't want to kiss. It might be rather exciting today.
There's mistletoe sprouting from the side of my desk suddenly. How perfectly brilliant. It's rather in my way, and unless it's there for any mice that might come through, it's quite useless.
~C.
[ooc: Come and get him >:3 Girls, boys, lulz, srs bzns, whatever. Comment log if you want, journal post otherwise. He is soooo not talking about his Christmas Past curse, but I think he might not be dodging as much as he says he will--kissing for distraction, you see~]