This is not a task for only one person. Please, let me help you.
Okay, that seems like a fair deal.
dooeytwo replied to your photo: I was going to wait until tomorrow but I couldn’t…
This is, perhaps, the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.
Hi! How’s it going?
Right now it’s going good. Had an evening of games and cookies and sushi and a beer to the 1966 Batman movie. Now tea and the new Beth Orton album in the headphones. The host has gone to sleep so I’m sort of alone with my ghosts. Need to move up here, going home only has material benefits and those are movable.
Hellu and waves and hugs to all!
As above, and with a definite hello. No question about it.
dooeytwo replied to your photo: I don’t know! But I do know this (a) I don’t have…
I sent this and then the option disappeared for me. I find this hilarious. They saw how I’d be using it and killed the idea altogether. I’ve ruined fan mail for everyone. You’re all welcome. I accept food as payment.
Any particular food you don’t like? Wouldn’t want to pay you in the equivalent to monopoly money.
Addition: I know about the coconuts. That wouldn’t even be monopoly money, that’d be a stack of inmate cigarettes.
Wait a second… River. Echo. There’s a pattern here. There has to be. My personal spidey sense is tingling.
My old retired computer was named Jaye, the phone is Gretchen Speck (it’s not a smartphone), the netbook whose screen broke was named Kaywinnit, and then there’s my mp3-player Aeryn. So yes, there is a pattern. (The odd one out is the camera which I named Succubus because the soul stealing.)