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Each piece of grass whispered to the other...
I gave my sister horns.
Oh! Wisdom from my sister:
K: Yeah, she's in a wheelchair, so they're going to have to like, accessorize her or whatever.
Me: They're going to have to what?
K: Whatever.
This child graduated from high school with honors and a scholarship. Yeah.
I wrote this great (and long) entry about the creepy woman that's stalking me, but some superfan's image-intensive website made my computer have a tantrum and I lost it. Bah. Them.
I'll rewrite it later because she is creeptacular and I think some of y'all could use the laugh. At least whatshisargyle isn't obsessively studying everything our Princess says. Meepsh.
Oh! Wisdom from my sister:
K: Yeah, she's in a wheelchair, so they're going to have to like, accessorize her or whatever.
Me: They're going to have to what?
K: Whatever.
This child graduated from high school with honors and a scholarship. Yeah.
I wrote this great (and long) entry about the creepy woman that's stalking me, but some superfan's image-intensive website made my computer have a tantrum and I lost it. Bah. Them.
I'll rewrite it later because she is creeptacular and I think some of y'all could use the laugh. At least whatshisargyle isn't obsessively studying everything our Princess says. Meepsh.