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[battie_hattie]

Sick Hattie is sick. This makes her sad.

Me and Mr. Wiggly are chilling in bed, watching Heroes. I'll have to find my camera and take a picture of him

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[sexifulness]

aww D:
i hope you feel better soon bb.

[battie_hattie]

Thank you - at least I have a day off now.

[tanisafan]

That is an adorable, adorable little stuffed animal.

And yet, I want to make cracks about furries. Fucking bandom.

I hope you get to stay home and cocoon, bb (while feeling better, clearly). And also stalk twitter because I rely on you for my information. You have a responsibility!

[battie_hattie]

He's not little! He's huge! Bigger than my pillows. I can't believe I didn't introduce you to him when you were here. I got him ages ago, I stole him from my Nanny's house, because I was sick and I fell asleep on him, and she said I could just keep him. Probably cause I was diseased.

I do get to stay home, in my cocoon, watching Heroes and thinking increasingly disturbing things about animal transfiguration.

[tanisafan]

I know, fail on your part. I'll just have to come annoy you some more.
Also, that is an excellent way of acquiring things. Maybe I can start sneezing on boys and then they will be MINE FOREVER. (That reminds me, did you give me your plague? I have the epic sniffles. And can't drug myself because of the epic vodka red bull I will be ingesting later.)

If you turn Ryan Ross into an ostrich, I will love you forever and give you all my hypothetical babies. (Also, lookit, I'm checking LJ!)

[battie_hattie]

Clearly that was my plan all along. To woo you back here.

I think it's springtime everywhere. But, it would be an awesome ability to add to my repertoire - spreading sickness through the interwebs.

Dude, he would make an awesome ostrich. Terrifying.

(and look at you go)

[battie_hattie]

benito is my twitter