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Do you want to know? It's been a week of phone rings, door chimes, here comes company, and online games to distract, caffeine-withdrawal headaches that leave me too tired to make enough coffee to chase them away, gunslingers and lobstrosities, and sleeping, oh, so much sleeping.

Tonight I came Mint Manorwards and we drove to the beach, stared at the sky for ten minutes, and drove home. I am on my very own computer in my very own room here. Pretty exciting, not having to share.

You know sometimes I catch him just looking... and looking. I look right back.

A person like Bob doesn't have the good things and he doesn't have the bad things... but he doesn't have the good things.

Mixtures of versions, and I've finally placed Dean Jones from the the 1970 version; he was in all those Herbie the Love Bug-sort of Disney movies, but more importantly to me (and no one else except perhaps the sister), he was Jakob Grimm in Once Upon a Brothers Grimm, a truly-strange-in-retrospect childhood favourite.

I need, oh god, I need a life.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 3:56 AM | shower me with attention