Tenth Manifesto
Apr. 3rd, 2009 10:26 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
proudambassadorThese are working again, yes? The Animus did not break them for good, I am hoping? While I can now repair my roof, thanks to my dear friend Mr. Jojo, devices are far out of my range. Give me a hammer, and I can hammer. Nails, my thumb, the tiles, my other thumb, damn its little metal head. Give me a screwdriver, and all I can do is drink it.
That is the name of that drink, yes? I am not confusing it with a wrench or a crowbar or some other metal tool? I confess I did not pay so much attention to that particular lesson in Earth Standard. I was a busy young Centauri. The universe awaited, and I did not want to leave it waiting and hanging, no?
That is the name of that drink, yes? I am not confusing it with a wrench or a crowbar or some other metal tool? I confess I did not pay so much attention to that particular lesson in Earth Standard. I was a busy young Centauri. The universe awaited, and I did not want to leave it waiting and hanging, no?
