One of the most convincing signs to me that there's a caring God out there is that every time I think I'm utterly going to go off with the rails with pure rage or frustration, some little thing usually happens-- an hour of perfect weather at lunch, strangers being randomly kind in traffic, phone call from Louise, finding a quarter-- and it defuses
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There are some free Brokeback Mountain posters in one of my movie theaters. I thought about stealing them all for you, but at the last minute decided against it. I sort of wish I had, now.
Hee hee, adorable animals make everything better. As do ninja hedges. I want to be a ninja hedge when I grow up. ...A singing cowboy ninja hedge band! Incorporate all of my dreams into one!
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Aw, man, me too. Oh well. I heroically kept myself from swiping the Eowyn Cradboard stand up figure from our campus bookstore, so I can get past this. I need to get over my habit of falling ass-first into fandoms that tend to unnerve the rest of my f-list.
They totally do. And a singing cowboy ninja hedge band is possibly the most awesome thing you could put on a resume, ever. I heartily salute you.
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Thanks for sharing!
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