Ireland is beautiful, wet, and shimmery like. Or it was when I woke up to fetch a very, very hungry baby this morning. Everything was glossed in dew, little drops clutching grass and leaf and holding tightly to the stem of the sunflower that's starting to grow in the garden. The dogs needed walking, the cats needed fed, the rabbit wanted to get out
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Oh and The Office last night... YES FUNTIVITIES!
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I loved what happened to Andy.
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My name is Andy Bernard! I'm with a group called Dunder Mifflin!
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Socks are the vain of my life. I have about 12 odd ones and I can't quite figure out how that can happen. It's things like that which keep me awake at night.
I'm dating/seeing/sleeping with Liv Tyler.
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Hah, next time there's a holiday I'll make sure to get you socks. Twelve of them, all identical.
See that I actually knew ;) And I'm very glad to hear how well it's going.
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I describe Ireland that way probably because I'm so in love with the place. People don't believe how magical it is. They think places like that only exist in fairytales but they forget that in the entire expanse of this world, surely there are places that rival the fairytales' wonder. I adored being out there with Cerin romping in the fields and the dogs bounding back and forth and diving into the spring. Heh, poor Raksha sliding over the water fall while he was trying to drink from it. I love how he popped up from the pool and looked around like he was trying to see whose fault it was. Silly bugger. He's not the brightest bulb.
Have I shown you Glorfindel yet?
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Glorfy
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As for whom I'm dating/seeing/sleeping with/married to...that'd be no one. But then we both know I'm shite with relationships.
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