Okay, well, it's 11:12 now. But it WAS 11:11. So ha.
But yeah. I have a weird superstition with these kinda things. Like 12:34. I'm obsessed. I HAVE to make a wish at 12:34 or I'll freak out for the rest of the day.
Huh. Whatever.
Hiya Dildo! :D I see you've finally found our blog...yay.
Oh wow, that was an unenthusiastic yay.
Maybe because I'm trying to type quietly. I mean, I am supposed to be sleeping. Actually, I don't have to be sleeping, but it's "strongly recommended" by mi madre. (Oh look, spontaneous Spanish!)
Ooh, that's a cool phrase. Spontaneous Spanish.
Ahem. Random time over.
I'm watching TNT (Rizolli and Isles) and it's pretty sweet. Even thought it's 11:15. But whatever.
I'm in Florida, so there's a slight time difference between me and Dildo...but do not fret, my love, for we are together in the heart.
Or, if you're into Dear John references, the moon looks the same to both of us.
Yeah. I'm so awesome.
Agh, I think I'm gonna get some sleep now. Because I'm a good girl. (*cough cough* Right? *cough cough cough*) The point is I'm trying to get some good, nice beauty sleep (ha, beauty sleep for a beaver) so that I'm all fresh and nice tomorrow.
Sleep time.
DAM IT ALL,
BEAVER
What? What kind of beaver goes to bed at 11 o clock? Not any beaver that I care to be affiliated with. *hmph*
ReplyDeleteAnd "...but do not fret, my love, for we are together in the heart."
Ahem. Ahehehem. AHEM. *raspy throat clearing*
'Cuse me, I think I just spat up some bile.
Yeah, I'm an ace in the smooth talking area. *shows off nonexistent arm muscles*
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