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"Like a graveyard...
... people dig me"
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16th-Aug-2006 04:34 pm
I know I say this a lot, but I want it known that there is always much love. And I need to sleep more. Probably.

Tell me a story of love and sleep, please.
17th-Aug-2006 01:54 am (UTC)
Love: Even if Barnaba and I have a tiff, he always holds me and hugs me until we get over it. This is how I know there are more important things than getting my own way or making a point. This is how I know he loves us more than he loves his ego.

Sleep: Why lie awake worrying? You can't do anything about the problem until tomorrow anyway, so you may as well sleep. ;-)
17th-Aug-2006 03:39 am (UTC)
Kari came back from her family-vacation yesterday, and I got to spend the evening with her.

And now, I am going to bed.
17th-Aug-2006 05:35 am (UTC)
My default love story: "Once upon a time they lived happily ever after. The end."

A story of love and sleep together? Hm. Bears some thinking on.
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