Today's Holiday: Marooned Without a Compass Day.

[chilledfruit]

1) Babushki. I frickin' hate them. Granted, they aren't nearly as bad here as in Russia, but here's my beef: what's with them shoving their way through any crowd with their massive breasts? What's with that?! It doesn't help that they're all 5'2'' or shorter, but now breasts are poking you in the back, ribs and hands? Ew. And they don't feel like

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[irrationale]

+Kill Hannah! They're awesome. Or at least "I wanna be a kennedy" was awesome when I was in the soph. slump. I don't really know what any of their other stuff sounds like, but I'm going to use it as an excuse to compliment you on your good taste anyway.

+Don't be sad! Winter's a drag, but it also means that you're getting closer to coming home where everyone loves and misses you.

+Gaining weight is a bummer. You're not the only one. Because I sprained my ankle (stupid fucking car), I can barely walk, much less do anything athletic--so I'm packing the pounds on. So, if you need a sympathetic ear, you know who to turn to.

+Stay well, don't faint, and give the babushkis hell.

[chilledfruit]

+Have I mentioned lately how much I adore you?

+Kill Hannah is super good. You should look into their new stuff.

+Gaining weight is a bummer. Good thing we have each other. :)

+I always give the babushki hell.