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Everything's been going... just swimmingly this month. For some reason, it all feels a bit like when those musical so-and-so's were wandering all about here. Or perhaps I'm the only one who fancies bursting into song. There were all such a pleasant sort. Shame they went... they were good for a bit of entertainment now and again.
I have quite a pitiful singing voice, as you might imagine.
Hm. So! Lilzy wishes there to be a picnic on the morrow! We shall trail our menagerie of beasts as we march yonder toward the park, for food and frolicking and so forth.
...oh, but I'll miss Charles. Lovely chap, he was. A bit over-critical, but lovely nevertheless.
I have quite a pitiful singing voice, as you might imagine.
Hm. So! Lilzy wishes there to be a picnic on the morrow! We shall trail our menagerie of beasts as we march yonder toward the park, for food and frolicking and so forth.
...oh, but I'll miss Charles. Lovely chap, he was. A bit over-critical, but lovely nevertheless.