This is ridiculous

[rabidsamfan]

what am I doing here
I'm in the wrong story!

I pack a little, carry stuff down the *&^%$! stairs, come back up, check lj while I catch my breath... start over...

If anyone's not busy working, do me a favor and point me in the direction of some drabbles... I can't get in trouble reading a hundred words in a five minute break...can I?

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[rosiegardener.livejournal.com]

and another 5 minute break drabble for you :-) ( from a friend who is supposed to be working instead of "drabbling" too...)

The last beams of the sinking sun shone through the window and tinted the old kitchen at Bag End in a golden hue. Frodo stood staring at an old cracked teapot. There was a tiny piece missing on its lid. Frodo was again a lad , visiting his uncle and too eager to help him with the tea. When he poured the boiling hot water from the kettle into the pot, some of it spilled on his hand and burnt it and in that instant he let go of the lid. Along with the lid, the memory shattered on the floor.

[rabidsamfan.livejournal.com]

Oh sweet! That's a marvelous drabble -- I can see Frodo caught by the memory.

Thank you!