How am I 27 years old and I'm still waiting to feel 'ways' about 'stuff?'
There is a seriously unhealthy nostalgia trip going on around these parts and it's called 'Roswell on Netflix.' It's damn startling just how much of my formative years (and by that I mean my teenage ones, when I, you know, formed) is tied up with the WB's weekday lineup. It's startling and sad. Because I'm all growed the hell up now and I still
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Honest-to-Holy-Oreos, where have you been? I feel like LJ is the Titanic and I'm the only one left still trying to dogpaddle her way to Newfoundland...
And, hang on a sec, but doesn't EVERYONE think that they're gonna get swept up in some amazing, life changing, super dramatic important sitch sometime soon? No? That's just me and you, then? Hmmmmmm...
Well, I am totally prepared when it does. My cape and boots are by the front door ;)
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I honestly thought no one would notice me quietly slip back in (Stealth! Flip the jackel switch!) but I'm so happy to hear from you. I am going to try to back read to catch up with your goings on, because you got things goin' on. :) But I am glad you're still here!!! We'll paddle together.
Cape? Check. Boots? Check. Tiara? Sparkly double check. We're good to go!
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I gotta say that every time I travel for work and something strange happens in my hotel, I think of you and what you'd say about it.... I'm not even kidding o_O
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