Jono looked at the lights. The lights, in turn, sat there. As lights do. Jono looked at them some more, before finally shaking his head and reaching for them.
... It probably went without saying that it didn't matter how old, new, tangled, or organized they were before he picked them up, they were in a mess of tangles all of two seconds later, didn't it? It was one of those unwritten laws of the universe, really.
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Date: 2009-12-19 01:30 am (UTC)Jono looked at the lights. The lights, in turn, sat there. As lights do. Jono looked at them some more, before finally shaking his head and reaching for them.
... It probably went without saying that it didn't matter how old, new, tangled, or organized they were before he picked them up, they were in a mess of tangles all of two seconds later, didn't it? It was one of those unwritten laws of the universe, really.