E-mail to Doc MacTaggart
Dec. 19th, 2005 07:48 amTo: {brilliant, but eats haggis}
From: {completely baffled}
Subject: My pants need investigating.
Now, how's that for a subject line to wake you up in the morning? :) I don't know if you caught my post about my pajama pants the other day, but the upshot was, I thought I lost a pair of plaid pajama pants, and then I found a striped pair that, aside from the pattern, looked just like them. And I mean just like them. I think, somehow, they're the same pants, but the vertical stripes went away somewhere. Kitty and I finally managed to narrow down that the last time I had those pants on that they were definitely plaid, was the night I went out and beat the hell out of that vampire wannabe guy. I duped once during that, and the best we can figure something must have happened to them then, but neither of us can imagine what.
Can I drop the pants down with you so you can work your scary genius magic on them? Kitty and I are taking off this week for my parents' for Christmas and then spending New Year's in Chicago with hers, so you'll have plenty of time, but also that means I kinda need to hear back pretty quick.
Y'know, yet another inexplicable weird thing about my powers was not what I wanted to get you for Christmas. But Merry Christmas anyway. :)
From: {completely baffled}
Subject: My pants need investigating.
Now, how's that for a subject line to wake you up in the morning? :) I don't know if you caught my post about my pajama pants the other day, but the upshot was, I thought I lost a pair of plaid pajama pants, and then I found a striped pair that, aside from the pattern, looked just like them. And I mean just like them. I think, somehow, they're the same pants, but the vertical stripes went away somewhere. Kitty and I finally managed to narrow down that the last time I had those pants on that they were definitely plaid, was the night I went out and beat the hell out of that vampire wannabe guy. I duped once during that, and the best we can figure something must have happened to them then, but neither of us can imagine what.
Can I drop the pants down with you so you can work your scary genius magic on them? Kitty and I are taking off this week for my parents' for Christmas and then spending New Year's in Chicago with hers, so you'll have plenty of time, but also that means I kinda need to hear back pretty quick.
Y'know, yet another inexplicable weird thing about my powers was not what I wanted to get you for Christmas. But Merry Christmas anyway. :)