a random question...what ever happened to that yellowish scarf you were making one year? oh, you have a card, but as I told Marci, all of youze guys' addresss are on the same paper buried somewhere in my new place. I will find them...eventually. ::much love::
Your fiction wins at life. Believe me, I understand the paranoia. I'm not sure how I'll deal with writing once I move back in with the grandparents. I usually write really really late at night in my room then come out, hook up the web, then post. It's a bit wickedly hard to do otherwise.
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Heh, just figured you should know that. *grins*
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Love it...*whimpers*
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