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I can't tell you how much I miss this face while I'm away at college.

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I miss her and the way she doesn't want to leave my side when I'm staying with Dad. The way she's apparently decided that I'm actually a bed. I keep teasing Dad and saying I'm going to kidnap her one day. He wished me luck sneaking her past the RA.

Anyway, I don't have to miss her so much any more, not after what Nico got me for Valentines.

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She takes up almost as much of the bed as the real one does.

What's really funny? We had the same idea. I got him a stuffed greyhound that looks exactly like his.

All right. Apparently I was melting the popsicle down to make it into smaller popsicles and then I sold them to Lemmings. So I guess that's that answer. Pawpsicles. I question myself in the dreams a lot.

But for everyone who was wondering why I was melting a popsicle, now you know the why.

I finally found a company that will transport the girl’s horses from my parents estate in England to here. So starting March 1st, I’ll be able to work on teaching the girls to ride.

[Regulus]

Still want lessons love?

Okay, so I know there’s a market for crossover genre books, but shouldn’t there be some sort of logic to it? Or at least a limit? I just finished a book that was a crossover between disaster/ghost/government conspiracy/alternate universe. And it literally felt like the author couldn’t decide what they wanted to write, and couldn’t be bothered to make it actually connect. I should have listened to my first instinct and just stopped reading and returned it to the library. I’m so glad that I didn’t buy it.