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[thebabyone]

I was supposed to go clubbing with some girls from my Biology class (I've never been clubbing before, but they asked so I thought it could be fun, right?). But then I came home and turned on the news.

Heath Ledger died so I'm calling in sick for tonight and eating ice cream on my bed curled up with The Master.

We're watching Brokeback Mountain

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[pappybear]

If they don't like you for who you are and not what you wear, then they're not good friends.

[thebabyone]

But they're still friends! And they could be good friends in other... ways!

Anyway, I can totally use a makeover. Besides don't you think I'll stand out even more if I'm the only one in PJ pants?

[pappybear]

This was never an issue when we were bears

You'll stand out in your classes when you're 7 months pregnant.

[thebabyone]

Woah!

How did we jump from less baggy clothes to pregnancy?

You're funny!

[pappybear]

Because that's what's going to happen if you go anywhere wearing anything but baggy clothes.

[thebabyone]

But David, that's not how babies are made!

You see there's this whole thing with the birds and the bees...

[pappybear]

Oh for the ever loving... I need a drink.

[thebabyone]

Don't be so dramatic, Pap!

I'll be careful! Cross my heart.

[pappybear]

[Later, after BG added onto her entry.]

No.

[thebabyone]

...no, what?

[pappybear]

Clubbing.

[thebabyone]

Hey. Wait a second. You're so not the boss of me.

[pappybear]

I'm worse.

[thebabyone]

And what's that supposed to mean, Mister?

[pappybear]

I'm your Papa Bear.

[thebabyone]

Yes, you are. That's not worse, that's better! But it still doesn't mean I have to listen. I'm just curious anyway!