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Yes, it's me again. I must say I really do feel rather sorry for all you poor people on my friends list(no, reALLLLY) This time, a note of light amusement; here is a Firefly fanfic that apparently 'pastiches' -whatever the heck that means, I assume formulates along the lines of-Act IV of Richard II(it's Mal/Inara, unfortunately, but hey, we can't have everything) -and here are the three very amusing google quotes of the day:
I know who I am. No one else knows who I am. If I was a giraffe, and someone said I was a snake, I'd think, no, actually I'm a giraffe. Richard Gere(kind of ruined it for me learning who said that but try to ignore it)People often write me and ask how I keep my wood floors so clean when I live with a child and a dog, and my answer is that I use a technique called Suffering From a Mental Illness. -Heather ArmstrongThis is part of the essence of motherhood, watching your kid grow into her own person and not being able to do anything about it. Otherwise children would be nothing more than pets.
-Heather Armstrong
I know who I am. No one else knows who I am. If I was a giraffe, and someone said I was a snake, I'd think, no, actually I'm a giraffe. Richard Gere(kind of ruined it for me learning who said that but try to ignore it)People often write me and ask how I keep my wood floors so clean when I live with a child and a dog, and my answer is that I use a technique called Suffering From a Mental Illness. -Heather ArmstrongThis is part of the essence of motherhood, watching your kid grow into her own person and not being able to do anything about it. Otherwise children would be nothing more than pets.
-Heather Armstrong