Suffice it to say, I have stories on this topic too. Um, life? A couple less stories to tell would be nice right now! Will save things for when coherence is back. Give me some time and the new laptop's arrival, and the laughing at life story will get told, very slowly :)
Jessie doesn't talk in her sleep as much as she used to, or maybe I'm just sleeping through it now. But she did go 'BASTARDS! Bastards bastards BASTARDS!' once... and then there was the singing. And at the risk of getting it stuck in both our heads for Ever, again, the singing went like this:
(you are) Bloodiful and lovely and I sing a little song about it, Bloodiful and lovely and I sing a little song... (repeat ad infinitum, with occasional changes of key and demonstration of all the different harmonies she could hear, for a surprisingly long time)
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Jessie doesn't talk in her sleep as much as she used to, or maybe I'm just sleeping through it now. But she did go 'BASTARDS! Bastards bastards BASTARDS!' once... and then there was the singing. And at the risk of getting it stuck in both our heads for Ever, again, the singing went like this:
(you are)
Bloodiful and lovely and I sing a little song about it,
Bloodiful and lovely and I sing a little song...
(repeat ad infinitum, with occasional changes of key and demonstration of all the different harmonies she could hear, for a surprisingly long time)
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