Sep 15, 2006 18:28
O MY GOD!
The tree in my room is blooming.
My tree is growing actual flowers.
Big, red, beautiful flowers.
This means I can have children!
I can take care of a tree.
I MUST be able to take care of children
It was the agreement my roommate and I made!
Oh hell yea!
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