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[padfootgirl]

Jessica, Richard and I just followed Irene around the house, all the lights off, the only source of light the candles we were holding. Irene held a stick on incense, and waved it over the various pieces of techonology we were praying wouldn't fuck up on us.

I adore my family.

We are so fucked up...
but in a good way.