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Um. Two things.
First: If you are reading this, you'd better fucking hate horses!.
Second: Festive Mood.
"I got this homie, and he is a police officer, and he is going to write you a ticket. He looks threatening..."-Heather
I saw some Harry Potterness tonight, and it was pretty good. I don't care what Heather says, I'm sad that Cedric died.
It's snowing. Boo to that. Boo to working all weekend, too.
I just wanted to cuddle and then cuddle-sleep. I got shot down for the latter. Argh.
I will just cuddle-sleep with myself, then! So there!
I'm sorry, this is weird.
Someone come and visit me.
Bye.
First: If you are reading this, you'd better fucking hate horses!.
Second: Festive Mood.
"I got this homie, and he is a police officer, and he is going to write you a ticket. He looks threatening..."-Heather
I saw some Harry Potterness tonight, and it was pretty good. I don't care what Heather says, I'm sad that Cedric died.
It's snowing. Boo to that. Boo to working all weekend, too.
I just wanted to cuddle and then cuddle-sleep. I got shot down for the latter. Argh.
I will just cuddle-sleep with myself, then! So there!
I'm sorry, this is weird.
Someone come and visit me.
Bye.