Checking my closet right now, I can see that despite my deliberate and pointed neglect, I still have two of the facecloths left that my mother and her husband gave to me on my 18th Christmas. I keep them because I hate the thought of wasting something useful -- so I wait until I can find a good excuse to throw them out
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(and now I'm imagining you with a big jar of happiness like jam, spreading it all over lacombe. um. hope you like being covered in happiness-jam, J-man!)
(and that came out a little dirtier than I expected.)
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... for some reason, I read that as "I'm imagining you as a big jar of happiness jam" which gave me the mental image of a jam jar with a couple of eyes in it =p
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I'M A LITTLE AFRAID OF THAT IMAGE.
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that reminds me of this little dog on my desk that I crocheted and never gave a face. the poor guy. (I'm thinking of dismantling him and reusing his stuffing; he was how I learned to crochet and therefore isn't terribly excellent. also, he's dark green.) Not that he shouldn't be looking at me, just that he isn't. Ever.
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that poor dog! you could always add a face to him if you're short of time =p
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♥ Good to talk to you! I must run off now, though.
(And sorry for totally commandeering your entry (that I haven't even finished reading yet oops) to talk to someone else, J! Will return with proper comment when I actually finish reading.)
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have a good day, it's been good talking to you too! =p
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but that's really heartening, I'm glad to have met you both too! =p
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