One Last Nanoism Before I Go

[unavoidedcrisis]

Because it hurts me too much to keep it for myself.

On her way to the fourth meeting of Gee You Knit- the first meeting without Bianca, Sam found a piece of bright yellow paper on the floor outside the door. On it were the words:

My Favourite Numbers: In Order of My Favourite to My Least Favourite of All My Favourite Numbers of All the Numbers That Could Possibly Be My Favourite Numbers

15
19.429
16.75
12.33
20.375
12.4
16.66666

"I wonder what this could mean? I'll ask Katie." She picked it up and brought it inside. "Katie, do you know what this means?" Sam showed Katie the curious bit of scrap.

"It looks like a list of someone's favourite numbers in order from most favourite to least favourite of all their favourite numbers of all the numbers that could possibly be their favourite numbers."

Sam beamed. She knew Katie would figure it out. Katie was so smart that way.

Now is that a Nanoism or what? Gag me...

Goodbye November. See you next year, you dirty dirty whore.

Comments

[entropic-order.livejournal.com]

Is it bad that I like that? Because seriously, you should make it a humor novel, if it isn't already, and leave that in. If it made me laugh, it has to be a good thing.

Any incoherence in this post should be blamed on the dirty dirty whore.

[unavoidedcrisis.livejournal.com]

Good golly! Yes, it is humour. Although my drama has been known to take turns like that...

*blames dirty whore*