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Oh, flist. When I am tired, I am snuggly. *hugs you close*
Right now, I am fuzzy and fluffy, I am so close to being asleep I'm not even sure I'm typing this, PeeWee's playhouse is on, I get to scream at random intervels whenever the the special word is said, and I have completely shirked all responsibility regarding my philosophy homework.
(Um. I have three classes tomorrow, right? What am I even taking? I don't know.)
Life is good and I don't think I could possibly love it more than I do right now. Even though I know I have all of these obligations and problems, it doesn't much matter, considering how lucky I am to know all the beautiful people I know and have all the friends I do. ♥
So, tell me something, sweeties: something about you or your life or if you remember a particular childhood something. Do you have a favorite subject? Have you always loved jazz?
Just--let's have a nice, long talk.
Right now, I am fuzzy and fluffy, I am so close to being asleep I'm not even sure I'm typing this, PeeWee's playhouse is on, I get to scream at random intervels whenever the the special word is said, and I have completely shirked all responsibility regarding my philosophy homework.
(Um. I have three classes tomorrow, right? What am I even taking? I don't know.)
Life is good and I don't think I could possibly love it more than I do right now. Even though I know I have all of these obligations and problems, it doesn't much matter, considering how lucky I am to know all the beautiful people I know and have all the friends I do. ♥
So, tell me something, sweeties: something about you or your life or if you remember a particular childhood something. Do you have a favorite subject? Have you always loved jazz?
Just--let's have a nice, long talk.

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your turn. ;)
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My turn? When I was a wee thing, before I can really remember, my mother tells me we were coming home from my great grandfather's funeral, sitting in the back of the limo and I turned to her and pointed at the seat next to me. "BAMPAW!" I said, excitedly, which was what I used to say instead of 'grandpa'. To this day, everyone who was in the car that day maintains that Great Grandpa came to say goodbye to me, since I was the youngest and his favorite.
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i love that sweet memory! BAMPAW! SO CUTE!!! if you felt him near you, then he probably was. ;)