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Aug 26, 2003 18:19

A day begins wholly different when the morning wakes to greet you, rather than you waking to greet the morning. The transition from night to day is miraculous to observe, going from dim to bright, silence to sound, from stillness to motion. Blink too slowly and you might miss it, too fast and you just can’t take it all in. I watched Edinburgh stir ( Read more... )

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joeylaurenadams August 26 2003, 12:24:24 UTC
Joey's update = ramble ramble. ;)

I loved this...twin stars in the vast sky whose lights crossed paths. I may have to save this in memories. I like the warm fuzzy feeling.

You smell quite yummy yourself, by the way.

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cillian__murphy August 26 2003, 18:46:45 UTC
Haha, I enjoyed your description of our hijinks nearly as well as I did doing them. :-)

And there we go again, sharing thoughts without even realizing! I was thinking the same about your post.

Ah, thank you love, and the two scents together are pure bliss. ;-)

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joeylaurenadams August 26 2003, 19:33:40 UTC
I'm told I remember everything, and that comes in handy when trying to post about recent events. I laughed a lot while writing it. Good times.

You are now an official memory! *celebrates* ;)

I'm just smiling at that last statement. I was going to say something about sniffing one another but... :)

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cillian__murphy August 26 2003, 20:27:39 UTC
Your memory serves us both very well, tho I would be hard pressed to forget a minute of it anytime soon myself, even with the lack of sleep. ;-)

So are you! Whoo! *parties*

Haha! I got this image from that of us snuffling one another, and the funny part is I really wouldn't put it past us. :-P

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joeylaurenadams August 26 2003, 21:31:51 UTC
I'm going to make us matching mini scrapbooks with captions on the pictures. I doubt either of us will ever forget but it will be nice to have a physical memory. Now you'll see where all those napkins and leaflets and everything else I tend to gather come in handy. ;)

I remember that first night when we were laying on the bed talking and the only thing I could smell was your scent. Nothing else was lofting in the air but you. I remember your giggle when my nose bumped your skin and the way you blushed when I told you it was delicious.

If I didn't know better, I would think we were related. ;)

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cillian__murphy August 28 2003, 19:00:49 UTC
What a clever idea, love, that would be fantastic! I wondered what you were planning to do with all that, thought maybe you were running out of paper products back home, haha. ;-)

I cannae think of a thing to reply here, now I'm lost in sweet vanilla memories...

Aye, you're like a sister without the squabbling. Or perhaps a better example might be "kissing cousins" instead, ay? :-*

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joeylaurenadams August 29 2003, 01:20:23 UTC
I thought you'd like it. Haha. No weird habits, there is a method to my madness. ;)

I have something for you to help the memories to linger.

Good call. I would much rather be a kissing cousin than a squabbling sister. :-* Besides, you shouldn't kiss your sister like that. ;)

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cillian__murphy August 29 2003, 05:00:14 UTC
Another gift, besides the scrapbook? You really shouldn't love, the best prezzie I could have is for our friendship to continue and the chance to make even more memories. :-*

Really come to think on it, I'm not sure it's kosher to kiss a cousin like that either, haha! ;-)

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