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So, dee doh.
When I was old enough to think something like this was funny and not do it just because it was annoying, I would run around going "no-nee-no-nee-no-nee-no-nee-noooooo!" You should try it, it's fun. There's a bit of a pause on each "no" before you "nee" and you don't actually have to run for it to be enjoyable. I wish I could remember where that started...maybe M said it first and I stole it, or my parents thought I was talking about a hurt elbow and I said, "no, knee!" Do you remember, sisto? You always remember the strangest things about us growing up. Here are some I remember:
Harling Buttlarks.
Playing the Boxcar Children (me, Henry; you, Princess Sapphire).
Beating up the Panapucci boys in our basement with cardboard tubes.
Spending entire days making cardboard armour or designing snow forts and never actually going outside.
Pretending that those nuts in Trey's yard were currency.
Playing evil pirates on our swing sets.
Fighting the dragon and nearly taking Trey's eye out.
That star-spangled dress you _insisted_ on wearing every day.
Me getting really pissed because you wouldn't stop picking up cats that were bigger than you and hauling them around.
Up top! Bouncy bouncy bouncy! *crash!* Ooops...
The great Santa pact.
The Flying Rose, The Frankenstein, The Enchilada...
Fighting over wooden dowels and _my_ little carriage thingy.
Water Baby and Baby with Bones.
All those dumb posters you would hang in your room...oh wait, oops. That's still going on!
It's always fun to compare memories with siblings or old friends because child brains are like totally warped or something. M and I were at different stages of warping so it's pretty amusing what we'll each recall. Nowadays I have to significantly shift my brain into a different place to think about any period before about six months ago. Oh well. I'm glad I don't remember too well, or I'd spend all my time wishing I was in a different time and place...let's pretend I don't do that anyway and say that things are always changing and that's the way it goes.
But I do enjoy a good wallow. loose___leaves and aradpilot, you guys should comment on these and add your own memories, cheesy pleasy. If anyone would like to hear a sum-up or clarification of any of these stories, feel free to ask.
Back to work! M, remind me to show you "Rejected" this summer...we can fit it in somewhere between me being a wage slave cubicle monkey pasty cs girl and you going to dorky concerts. Which I'll drive you and your dorky friends to, because I love the smell of smoke in my car almost as much as I love yous.
When I was old enough to think something like this was funny and not do it just because it was annoying, I would run around going "no-nee-no-nee-no-nee-no-nee-noooooo!" You should try it, it's fun. There's a bit of a pause on each "no" before you "nee" and you don't actually have to run for it to be enjoyable. I wish I could remember where that started...maybe M said it first and I stole it, or my parents thought I was talking about a hurt elbow and I said, "no, knee!" Do you remember, sisto? You always remember the strangest things about us growing up. Here are some I remember:
Harling Buttlarks.
Playing the Boxcar Children (me, Henry; you, Princess Sapphire).
Beating up the Panapucci boys in our basement with cardboard tubes.
Spending entire days making cardboard armour or designing snow forts and never actually going outside.
Pretending that those nuts in Trey's yard were currency.
Playing evil pirates on our swing sets.
Fighting the dragon and nearly taking Trey's eye out.
That star-spangled dress you _insisted_ on wearing every day.
Me getting really pissed because you wouldn't stop picking up cats that were bigger than you and hauling them around.
Up top! Bouncy bouncy bouncy! *crash!* Ooops...
The great Santa pact.
The Flying Rose, The Frankenstein, The Enchilada...
Fighting over wooden dowels and _my_ little carriage thingy.
Water Baby and Baby with Bones.
All those dumb posters you would hang in your room...oh wait, oops. That's still going on!
It's always fun to compare memories with siblings or old friends because child brains are like totally warped or something. M and I were at different stages of warping so it's pretty amusing what we'll each recall. Nowadays I have to significantly shift my brain into a different place to think about any period before about six months ago. Oh well. I'm glad I don't remember too well, or I'd spend all my time wishing I was in a different time and place...let's pretend I don't do that anyway and say that things are always changing and that's the way it goes.
But I do enjoy a good wallow. loose___leaves and aradpilot, you guys should comment on these and add your own memories, cheesy pleasy. If anyone would like to hear a sum-up or clarification of any of these stories, feel free to ask.
Back to work! M, remind me to show you "Rejected" this summer...we can fit it in somewhere between me being a wage slave cubicle monkey pasty cs girl and you going to dorky concerts. Which I'll drive you and your dorky friends to, because I love the smell of smoke in my car almost as much as I love yous.