"Sing Me Anything..."
Oct. 25th, 2005 10:55 amOhhhh, Miss Zara--!!!
Epimetheus and I are -- divided over the stars. He wants to plaster them all over the house. I want to keep them as all mine own. He is insisting that Alice sent them to him and if they're all on the den ceiling we can look up at them ALL THE TIME!!!!!! ^____________^!1111!!!!!!!!11! I am weakening, but I still want them. They're shinyyyyy. ;_; I'll have to steal some when he's asleep, not that I know whether he sleeps or not--
(And, and, Stonehenge! Just after I was saying last night how much I love it! Bweeeee.)
Epimetheus also wants the bookmarks. I have told him that in this respect they are absolutely mine and it is out of the question for him even to think about pasting them to the den ceiling, but he is most entirely smitten by the stars and the colours and the smooth shiny. However, he is not at all interested in the Stoppardian one, which is quite all right with me, because I need it to bookmark House with a Clock in its Walls. ^_______^
--Horatio says that puppies would be just as bad as kittens kthnx. Except in Shakespearean, and politer. :D
And, and, poem! Oh!
And we mean to listen to the CDs as soon as we get a moment of time (i.e. next month, possibly next year) -- and eeeeeee you melt my heart ohhhh.
Also HAMLET. Also Dakkar is extremely pleased, and will probably write back, silly boy-- and Epimetheus is, as I have implied, OVERJOYED!!!! ^_______________________________________^!!!!!!!11!!!!!!!!1! and it totally writing back, and Horatio is (finally, honestly?) smiling, and I think the idea of a tea party with Alice is one he finds quite lovely. He does, however, go '--omg my Lord speaks of me to thee?', which I think is quite silly, because of course Hamlet -- but he never imagines he would. Also he has never heard himself called charming before.
And me, as for me, I cannot thank you enough, and I love you so, so terribly-- I haven't words enough.
Cor mei cordis. <333333 Veritas est. Tu amoris mei vitae est. Vale.
Epimetheus and I are -- divided over the stars. He wants to plaster them all over the house. I want to keep them as all mine own. He is insisting that Alice sent them to him and if they're all on the den ceiling we can look up at them ALL THE TIME!!!!!! ^____________^!1111!!!!!!!!11! I am weakening, but I still want them. They're shinyyyyy. ;_; I'll have to steal some when he's asleep, not that I know whether he sleeps or not--
(And, and, Stonehenge! Just after I was saying last night how much I love it! Bweeeee.)
Epimetheus also wants the bookmarks. I have told him that in this respect they are absolutely mine and it is out of the question for him even to think about pasting them to the den ceiling, but he is most entirely smitten by the stars and the colours and the smooth shiny. However, he is not at all interested in the Stoppardian one, which is quite all right with me, because I need it to bookmark House with a Clock in its Walls. ^_______^
--Horatio says that puppies would be just as bad as kittens kthnx. Except in Shakespearean, and politer. :D
And, and, poem! Oh!
And we mean to listen to the CDs as soon as we get a moment of time (i.e. next month, possibly next year) -- and eeeeeee you melt my heart ohhhh.
Also HAMLET. Also Dakkar is extremely pleased, and will probably write back, silly boy-- and Epimetheus is, as I have implied, OVERJOYED!!!! ^_______________________________________^!!!!!!!11!!!!!!!!1! and it totally writing back, and Horatio is (finally, honestly?) smiling, and I think the idea of a tea party with Alice is one he finds quite lovely. He does, however, go '--omg my Lord speaks of me to thee?', which I think is quite silly, because of course Hamlet -- but he never imagines he would. Also he has never heard himself called charming before.
And me, as for me, I cannot thank you enough, and I love you so, so terribly-- I haven't words enough.
Cor mei cordis. <333333 Veritas est. Tu amoris mei vitae est. Vale.