>>I don't necessarily *need* any certain *character*, I've got enough of my own as long as I can take'em with me. I just want to live in a *world* of restorative justice, prisons that do *healing*, Floppits (JIM LIVES!), and Jumble Munch and Fried Whatever. <<
Every time I see a sign that says "Tastee" I am disappointed that the second word is "Freeze" instead of "Shack."
>>Dammit, just the idea that Alicia did that is making me cry. <<
*hankie*
>> Oh, and the go-for-broke wish? Teleporters. You'd have to build a room on the end of your house. Actually, two rooms, one for the cuddle piles. If we had teleporters, we could make that happen in a couple of dry weekends. :) <<
LOL yes.
Me: "We're taking the car to the park, you wanna come?"
Teleporter: "Did you just invite me on a car ride?"
Me: "Well yeah, somebody else already took the van to get more groceries."
*am suddenly plastered with teleporters*
>> Something tells me that in that world you're a journalist, not an author. Somebody like Helen Thomas, who wasn't afraid to ask tough questions of men in power. <<
All things are possible. :D
>> And that the cuddle piles tended to happen whether you were at home or not, much like the parties at the Starport. :) <<
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Re: Thoughts
Date: 2018-01-23 02:29 am (UTC)Every time I see a sign that says "Tastee" I am disappointed that the second word is "Freeze" instead of "Shack."
>>Dammit, just the idea that Alicia did that is making me cry. <<
*hankie*
>> Oh, and the go-for-broke wish? Teleporters. You'd have to build a room on the end of your house. Actually, two rooms, one for the cuddle piles. If we had teleporters, we could make that happen in a couple of dry weekends. :) <<
LOL yes.
Me: "We're taking the car to the park, you wanna come?"
Teleporter: "Did you just invite me on a car ride?"
Me: "Well yeah, somebody else already took the van to get more groceries."
*am suddenly plastered with teleporters*
>> Something tells me that in that world you're a journalist, not an author. Somebody like Helen Thomas, who wasn't afraid to ask tough questions of men in power. <<
All things are possible. :D
>> And that the cuddle piles tended to happen whether you were at home or not, much like the parties at the Starport. :) <<
Roving cuddle pile. \o/