"Here Beside the Rising Tide..."

Happy birthday, Nita! ^__________^ I really do hope it's lovely, and <333333333 oh.

Loveyoulove you.

"This Friend of Mine, He Got it in the Ear..."

And I would just like to interject here that I am leaving for the train station in half an hour.

I love you I love you I love you....!

I love you~!

I am quite blissfully mad, I am.

--Eep, I still have things to pack, I am all flurried, really I am. Eep. Must get things together.

^_____^!!!

(I am happy, Jove!)

This is ridiculous. Packing.

(Oh, oh, oh, oh. But. In my Danish recipe book, there's a recipe for kleinur. They're called klejnur, evidently, but they're exactly the same but without the cardamom. I'm so happy. I want to make them--! I want to make them. Kleinur. --I miss Iceland so much.)