"My Heart's A Prize You Won't be Carrying Home..."

[psalm_onethirtyone]

*beams*

...Well, that took long enough, didn't it?

Eeee Manon telephoned me to-day too! So. much. 'phonesquee. And we rambled about letters, and seals, and neglected socks, and all sorts of lovely things, and I believe we won at Long Awkward Pauses even more than Zara and I did! *takes away Zara's medal, presents it to Manon* And I am very, very happy. ^____^

Bweeee.

In other news, I think I can no longer be in denial about my hypochondria. With that in mind, the dry parts of my fingers cracked and bled this morning.

Less than eight hours of sleep a night is linked to obesity. Apparently one's metabolism slows down when one becomes sleep deprived. Lovely. This may be the single thing that motivates me to quit my five-hours-a-night schedule.

...OMG I LOVE MANON. ^_______________^

Comments

[silverdragon262.livejournal.com]

OH NO! MY MEDAL! ;_____;

[theatre-angel.livejournal.com]

The best thing about phone calls to online friends is long awkward pauses. I know they should be embarrassing and all, and they are at the time, but I LOVE them afterwards. Yes, I'm a dork. Yes, I like it! :-D

[rimusu.livejournal.com]

Less than eight hours of sleep a night is linked to obesity.

Really? Oh no! @___@

*yays for happy Soujin* ^___^.

[julietveiled.livejournal.com]

Hi! I got Zara's letter today! Er, Stock did. And he wrote a reply and mailed it within about ten minutes of reading hers. So, um, hi!

....and he waxed Poetick in it. Oops. Sorry.

(By the way, I think Patrice-seducing-Stock would be awfully wonderful, but would make my head spin in angsting!sock!confusion.)