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Product of a Broken Home
2002-04-13 01:07:14 (UTC)

Ah-choo!

i hate spring, or at least the parts of it i'm allergic to,
which, -coincidently- is all of it.

but it does make me much more cheerful, and giddy, and puts
me in the mentality of a five year old.

for example, i helped my friend deliver fliers last
thursday, and as we did so, skipped, daanced, and spun down
the street, singing loudly and out of key:

gilbert my cat, my cat!
gilbert my cat, my cat!
gilbert my cat, my cat!
gilbert is my cat.
{and then in french}
gilbert mon chat, mon chat!
gilbert mon chat, mon chat!
gilbert mon chat, mon chat!
gilbert est mon chat.

repeatedly. both aaron and stephannie are witnesses to this
behavior.

but being happy is nice, plus winter was getting boring,
and i can start wearing my summer clothes...which are
really just more of my winter clothes, but everynow and
then i wear color too.

i'm going to stop writing now, afterll, i'm only doing this
because a certain little kitten asked me too. {i'm gonna
get hit for that comment}

~jesykA