Sometimes I don't know where these ideas come from. :P

[holytoastr]

So here's my goal in life.

I'm going to be a professional sponge. I'm going to live on couches of the famous. Someday, I will live on the couch of Neil Gaiman. If I can do that, I will die a happy girl.

My plan is to just move in and pretend we're old friends. Hopefully he will be too british to disagree and I'll move right in. He doesn't even have to entertain me or anything. He can putter around whereever in the house and write most wonderful stories. I just want to be under the same roof.

So, someday you'll be reading his journal and it will say something like, The strange young woman living on my couch drank the last of the milk. And then put it back. Then he's make some wonderfully clever comment about seeking my doom. But he won't go through with it, cause he'll be too polite for that. Hopefully.

And while this is all happening, I can treat it as part of an experiment. To see how long before Neil figures out that he doesn't actually know me. I can take notes on incidents that occur during the day and his reactions. Such as the milk experiment. And every night I will record my findings in a report.

I would make a good sponge.

Comments

[aurianrose.livejournal.com]

That's the coolest plan! Can I come and visit?

[holytoastr.livejournal.com]

Of course! I can't be a proper sponge if I don't invite over another freeloading friend! :)

[glazomaniac.livejournal.com]

one problem:

you told me about the idea. i'm-a have to steal it.

or we can get married, & i will join you as a sponge.

[holytoastr.livejournal.com]

No, I'm going to marry Neil!

Just have to figure out what to do with that family of his... Hmmmm.....