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[Dec. 18th, 2008|09:06 am] |
Urg. Too much holiday cheer at the party last night. Now I'm all murgly.
So, uh, Booklady, you live here now or something, we should like, make some stuff. Got a recipe for orange-flavor sandies that I haven't used yet. You want to help stir things? |
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[Dec. 18th, 2008|10:28 am] |
In order to further understand the phenomenon in question, I feel I should gather information from others on their experiences in being drawn to this supposed alternative dimension.
Perhaps one or more of you might volunteer to explain to me the principle experience that brought you to what we’ll label “focused reality shift.”
I much enjoy that phrasing. Not at all as flighty as “bubble theory,” but I warned Dr. Linde on naming things that sound like lavatory cleaning postulations.
Though I do enjoy those cartoon bubbles that clean the toilet. Oh! Imagine if such were true. |
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[Dec. 18th, 2008|12:29 pm] |
I actually rather like being pregnant. Right now, at this moment, it's the most amazing thing I've ever done. I'm sure I'll retract that opinion soon enough, but for now, my life is everything I never hoped to dream for.
Skwisgaar? You may keep me pregnant for as many children as you wish. I like this, and I like our future little ones.
Mmm, I think I'm going to go for a walk, would anyone like to join me? |
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[Dec. 18th, 2008|04:10 pm] |
I'm going to be studying abroad for a year. Does anyone have any suggestions as to where? I've got my eyes set on either Norway or America.
If you're American, I'd like to know where in America would make a good place to spend a year learning about another culture. |
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[Dec. 18th, 2008|04:13 pm] |
Okay, so call me a flake, but I totally spaced buying anyone gifts.
Who's good with just cash? I've got plenty of that. |
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[Dec. 18th, 2008|04:15 pm] |
YULE YULE YULE YULE!
YULEYULEYULE!!!
I WANTS A GIANT GUMMY BEAR! |
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[Dec. 18th, 2008|09:26 pm] |
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[Dec. 18th, 2008|09:35 pm] |
I have a very important appointment to keep with Mr. Daniels.
Cassidy, Soren, Henriette, Book Lady - don't wait up.
( Mum. ) |
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[Dec. 18th, 2008|09:43 pm] |
I had forgotten just how tiring it is to be groomed to lead a people.
Is it Friday yet? It has to be, somewhere.
Also, PSA just because I'm sure some good meanin' folk're gonna start again:
Real birthday, May 14th. An' Hannukah's where it's at. Don't be shovin' jolly white men at me. S'enough of 'em in the Senate, thanks. |
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[Dec. 18th, 2008|10:02 pm] |
I do believe I am missing a whole tray of gingerbread cookies.
None of my boys would happen to know anything about this, right? We're just going to blame the dog, or Princess, right?
Sammy, I'm looking at you.
And as a complete sidenote, but of utmost importance...
Robbie, sweetie? What would you like for Christmas? I've got this horrible urge to spoil you rotten. |
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[Dec. 18th, 2008|10:05 pm] |
I miss snow. Real, sticks to the skin, up to your knees snow. There must be somewhere on this awful continent that has Winter.
Also: I'm beginning to develop a minor taste for aversion to those men with bells and kettles, on the streetcorners. Please tell me they leave, when this holiday is done? |
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[Dec. 18th, 2008|10:30 pm] |
( Eli ) |
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[Dec. 18th, 2008|11:07 pm] |
Tara Mae Thornton, I am not playin' around, girl.
You'd best be answerin' my calls, 're I'm gonna come find you m'self.
Please, girl. S'getting... not you, too.
[Edit] Has anyone seen Tara? I... dunno where she's gone.
[Edit 2] F'anybody needs me, I'll be in bed. So fuckin' sick of losin people. |
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