psalm_onethirtyone: (Cephalopods Need Heart)
So, a little update on what's going on in Soujin-land!

1. I should be asleep right now, but I'm not; for some reason I am not sleeping very well lately, which has led to me sleeping in too late in an effort to get some sleep at all. Last night I had only had four hours, and I still was awake for an hour after turning off the lights and lying down. That's stupid. Anyway.

2. Still at [ profile] mhari's! Having a good time! We are mostly just being colossal dorks with each other, although yesterday we went to the New England Aquarium and it was good times. There were lovely lovely comb jellies and a petting tank with starfish and urchins and horseshoe crabs and a skate, and ANOTHER petting tank with some really gorgeous rays -- both the round Atlantic type and these adorable cownoses, which are so sweet omg. They come right up and bonk your hands. We weren't supposed to touch their bellies, but they kept swimming over and flapping at our hands! Anyway, they have the most amazing texture -- like slightly slimy velvet. So cool. Unfortunately we had to go home before we could visit the octopus, but they had LION'S MANE JELLIES. OMG. Little tiny ones! I am used to conceiving of Lion's Manes in terms of, you know, these VAST MONSTERS with tentacles that get up to thirty feet long. It somehow never occurred to me that they might start out as wee little babbies. So that was pretty sweet.

We also saw some adorbs frogs, although the surinam toad was hiding. :(

Also, [ profile] mhari bought me a blue whale plushie for my birthday. He is enormous and so soft; his name is Captain Shakespeare.

3. I got a job! I start on the twenty-third. It's caregiver work, which is great -- I basically was going to die if I had to take another horrible depressing retail job, so the fact that I get to work with people but in a useful, helpful capacity is fantastic. I'm really looking forward to starting. I don't even know what my wage is and I DON'T CARE.

4. Still haven't figured out this birthday party stuff. Mama said I could have one, but everybody's weird places at weird times and I'm really not sure if it will actually happen. :/ Not a super big deal, I guess.

5. My awesome Summer Project is coming along surprisingly nicely. I bought more stuff for it here, and I can't wait to get back to work on it.

6. Maria and I are going to rock this world this summer. We're both full-time, forty-hours-a-week employed, but we are going to make a list of all the summer films we HAVE TO SEE (like Thor, and First Class) and then DO IT. Cos we can. In between, of course, we will work our asses off and keep bees, because we're rad like that.

7. I am going to make the time to start bicycling again, gdi. I really miss getting to go on long bike rides, and Maria said she wants to start biking too, so it's going to happen. My hope is also that once I start doing something that at least looks like exercise, Mama will get off my case about being fat. THIS HAD BETTER WORK. I do not have the time to squash real exercise in on top of everything else.

8. Chiiiicks! Keeeeets! They're coming June first. I am so super excite.

9. Mama has a new bunny, I don't think I mentioned. It is dopey and very pretty and scares the hell out of the cats.

10. We might actually get internet at home this summer. This one guy up on Gamby Hill is thinking of building a reception tower because he is crazy as pants and apparently wants to be able to get internet, even though we live out in the sticks and most people are Mennonite. If this happens, the whole valley would have internet potentially, so that might actually happen. It would be pretty sweet, I have to say.

11. I am watching a playthrough on YouTube of Deadly Premonition, which is a really neat video game. Also, the guy doing the playthrough is great -- so deadpan and sarcastic and unfazed by everything that happens in the game. LOVE him.

12. That's really all atm. Basically I am busy and scattered and kind of crazy, so if there is something I should be doing with you/in general, please let me know. I'M WORKING ON IT. There are a lot of caps in my life, is what I'm saying, but I still am trying to beat the dialup into submission every night from 10 to 1, so hit me up, I will probably be around.

Although this may all be irrelevant come Saturday and the rapture. :P

Anyway, in the words of the Pope, ciao.
psalm_onethirtyone: (Body Dysmorphia is a Cliche)
1. HAPPY BIRTHDAY [ profile] erinpuff! You are made of awesome, cut into bricks and baked in the sun, and mortared together with wet-cement-consistency awesome! Also someday when you are back in Pennsylvania again EVER we need to see each other, because I miss you. ♥

2. To-day my mother lovingly gave me the "darling ilu v much and I know that you have weight-related issues but you are getting kind of fat and I don't want you to get diabetes and die, okay?" talk. >___< I hate that talk. I promised I would start exercising regularly once I get back from Mass., and that seemed to placate her.

psalm_onethirtyone: (Nota Bene)
So to-day I:

--lined up a job interview for to-morrow
--cleaned the brooder shed
--papered the brooder shed and set it up for the broody turkey
--made my very first planter!
--fished a dead rat out of the pond
--fished Sam's cribbing collar out of the mire in the back of the barn
--established that there are no dead kittens in the barn, so if they did drown in the mire their mama removed the bodies
--fell out of the haymow, and now have skinned legs
--made my parents watch Eddie Izzard's "Dress to Kill"
--cleaned and decorated my room, unpacked and put away all my school things
--organised my closet
--staked one of the hops.

It's not bad, I don't think, considering I didn't wake up until 1.30 and it's my first day back. >_> Also, [ profile] raanve, I would never have gotten through cleaning the brooder shed without your mix. ALSO, I think I found us a Lanselos/Saigremort song.

Going to [ profile] mhari's house on the twelfth! So excited.

Also, FOR THE RECORD, my fish recognise the sound of my voice. I've been conducting experiments, and it's honestly true. They only surface for me, and they do it when I sing their food song, whether or not I throw down food (although that latter bit is pure Pavlovian stuff). COOL.
psalm_onethirtyone: (Dye My Eyes and Call Me Pretty)
You guys I do not want to brag but since I so rarely feel this way I think it is okay to say: I look fucking amazing to-day.

I am wearing rainbow striped socks in gorgeous rich autumn colours, and I found a bracelet that is the actual match to the necklace [ profile] mhari bought me the first time I visited here--I think they are actually supposed to be a set, which is crazy, because I got the bracelet last week at a random thrift store. It is blue and sparkly and has glass butterflies and flowers and an identical chain and clasp and colour to the necklace. SO COOL. I had to buy it, even though it was a little pricey, because it was so awesome to have a bracelet that went with that necklace! And I am wearing the blue and silver earrings that [ profile] mhari made me.

And I have on a black lace-edged tank top with a black button-down men's shirt, only the shirt has pinstripes sewn into it with sparkly black thread. And my skirt is from Coldwater Creek, only I got it at the same thrift store where I found my bracelet for only seven dollars! Which is more than I'd pay for a skirt, usually (I prefer under five), but it was so beautiful and the original price tag said 118 dollars, so I didn't feel that bad. It is deep rich brown with alternate panels of gauze taffeta and silk, and the panels are embroidered with flowers and vines in thread, copper ribbon, copper sequins, copper beads, copper-brown silk, and the occasional flower-shaped copper charm. It is so gorgeous. And it floats when I spin around.

And it happens that just the shape of everything I am wearing actually makes my body look all right, and my hair is super cute to-day, and my skin is relatively clear for once, and I feel really, really pretty. And this is after I had ice cream with Mama! So that's really good for me, I'm really delighted, actually.

Also, you should know that I am researching sex with octopodes (a la the Dream of the Fisherman's Wife and others) for an actual school project. If you know me very well, then you know that makes my life just about perfect right now.

edit post scriptum: a girl on my hall just came and invited me over for cake! :D :D :D
psalm_onethirtyone: (Found Myself!)
Spiritual renewal comes in the fact that my [ profile] mhari is the best [ profile] mhari in the whole world (that's right, it's better than yours, damn right, it's better than yours) and sent me the best box in the whole world.

Also I sold ten of my pieces at the art gallery, which = money, and I was accepted into the India winter break Conflict Resolution study abroad programme, which is a three-week programme monitored by two professors I really like, which makes me feel a lot safer about it.

And I kind of hate my Comm professor but I realised I'm not the only one who feels that way, and I realised that my Sosh professor is really exemplified by this metaquote, which makes me feel a lot better; I really like understanding people's motivations, both from an analytic point of view and because it helps me brain that the issue is not me personally (since I am extremely prone to interalise and personalise everything). My Sosh professor is really really quick to call things racism, but she is also a black woman living in a predominantly white central Pennsylvania neighbourhood, so there's probably been a whole lot of accidental tramping on a broken foot. That said, it was frustrating that she repeatedly accused Southerners of hating Jews and being anti-Semitic (imo, it's more that Jewish folks tend to live in big Northern cities, which are exactly the kind of environment Southern folks tend to distrust, although I grant you that there is probably a religious undercurrent as well for a number of folks), as well as the fact that she pretty much said that her white PhD'd neighbour was scared of her for being a black woman despite the fact that the only interaction she described was them saying hi to each other in the morning on their respective walks, and that this fear was only alleviated when she told the woman that she was also a PhD when they met in the grocery store and woman was all "HI! :D We're neighbours and I've totally never said hi, I'm Dr. So-and-so". From her description there was absolutely no evidence of racism (or any reason why the woman would think she was the maid for some theoretical people who lived in her house, or be scared of her because sometimes she drank a bottle of beer on her front porch), but obviously there may have been stuff she left out because it seemed obvious to her. ANYWAY. My point is, there were a lot of assumptions made in to-day's class, but I feel like I kind of get the context for those assumptions, at least to a degree (Sosh professor is from the Bronx until a few years ago, which probably doesn't help with not being suspicious of white people--o hey, I made an assumption of my own), so that helped me be less frustrated.

And I talk a lot about sociological things, ohai. Just wait until my ramble on the subject of Why Is My Cross Okay But That Dude's Shirt With A Bible Verse Makes You Mad?, coming shortly to a self-indulgent livejournal post near you.

Anyway, I'm feeling pretty good for now, although I really need to edit Maria's logic paper.
psalm_onethirtyone: (Cephalopods Need Heart)
Happy birthday to [ profile] mhari, who is my queen of all things octopodal, and as talented a writer as they come. I wish you were not in Maine, so I could SIT ON YOU AND SMUSH YOU WITH LOVE. It's been seven good years, madamoiselle.

Request birthdayfic, goddammit.

♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
psalm_onethirtyone: (Red-Letter Day of Wishing)
There are so many exciting things to say here--last night we went to see Old Crow Medicine Show perform in Jim Thorpe, and all six of them signed the hoodie I bought, and Ketch kissed Maria, and they played Take 'Em Away and I Hear Them All and Tell it to Me, and Maria and I both danced ourselves to exhaustion on the beer-slicked dance floor--we went clothes shopping too and I found some actual nice jeans which I have never been able to do, and the most adorable white dress with purple flowers around the hem that makes me look like a '50s housewife from a magazine ad spot--and I caught the orange kitten who lives in the barn and named him Hawkeye and he is a dollface but very scared still--and OLD CROW MEDICINE SHOW YOU GUYS--and I have to make two cakes by to-night for the yard sale to-morrow and it's going to kill me--

but I think the most important thing I wanted to say is that I signed into my e-mail just now and [ profile] mhari is the most wonderful friend anybody could have, and I am so lucky. I don't know how I turned out so lucky.
psalm_onethirtyone: (Only Time Gold Doesn't Sink)
This evening I decided, for reasons unclear, that the way to be a stellar houseguest would be to have a major OCD meltdown all over [ profile] mhari's room. The only reason we are still friends is because she has a remarkable lot of patience and because her mother threw me out when the room was only about fifty percent cleaned.

On the other hand, we went to the beach on Monday, where I found this lovely specimen of crabhood and sat around in tidepools.

I'm feeling kind of weird--I'm not really sure where I am, mentally. I feel very lonely, in a way, like I'm terrified of everyone forgetting about me over the summer while I'm not around (for example Liz, and [ profile] the_chloroplast), and also people online, especially people who I want to be good friends with but am for-ever having anxiety over (like [ profile] tulipmonster, who I want to like me but who I am convinced sits around wondering when I will die already). I feel like I could be in a better state of mind, but on the other hand I'm not depressed, so--idk, be grateful for what I have? In the general scheme of things, anxiety is easier to deal with than depression (for me).

I'm also having a lot of anxiety nightmares and a lot of just random like--lying awake at night thinking of all the things that could potentially go disastrously wrong. Like I sit in my bed and think about all the ways my father could die (I think this is being triggered by Nana and Granddad just dying, and by [ profile] mhari's father dying, because he was pretty much my second dad, and it's made my anxious self hypersensitive to the possibility, I think?), or how I don't want to drive any more because I'm afraid I'll hit one of the cats, or how if I pick up Perci I could drop him and he's so delicate he'd just shatter. I will run through a good twenty or so of these scenarios just while I'm trying to fall asleep, and then I'll have even more anxiety because I'm worrying about whether worrying about stuff will make it come true. And not all of it is stuff that's grounded in reality, either--I think about how the house could collapse or I start to wonder whether I left the stove on and the house is going to burn down in the night or-- And so on, ad finitum, pretty much constantly. And any little noise or anything of that sort jerks me wide awake because I immediately connect it with one of the scenarios I've been worrying about and then I have to calm myself down until I can relax enough to sleep, and it's driving me crazy.

I've also started getting the daily headaches again, and that whole mess has been going off and on for over a year now, of terrible headaches in this icky swimmy place between a normal headache and a migraine (I've only had like two true migraines, and these are definitely not that bad), which last all day and cannot be chased off by painkillers. The problem with them is that I end up taking a lot more aspirin than is good for my system in an attempt to dull them at least. I'm starting to think that I should talk to a doctor possibly. <--and this of course is triggering my anxiety even further (what if I have a brain tumour? what if I have encephalitis? &c &c &c).

tl;dr my anxiety is worse than usual and my head hurts. Also, I like to whine.

But I do like it here, and I'm sorry I have to go home on Thursday. [ profile] mhari is pretty much my favourite person ever.
psalm_onethirtyone: (Narwhals Narwhals Swimmin' in the Ocean)
I was going to go to bed earlier than this, but then there were unwashed dishes and they were saying 'sooouuuuujin, if you don't wash us you are a bad peeeeeeeeerrrrrson' so I had to do that and then it was four thirty & i don't know when that happened.

we went to the meetup to-day and did aaart which was fun mostly; i'm having a few anxiety attacks still & I had one there, very special of me but I sat in a corner and drew jellyfish until I felt better. also, Betsi's clove cigars smell exactly like my granddad's pipe, which is ridiculously comforting.

Now the cats just have to stop fighting long enough for me to fall asleep omg Squeak I'm sorry Tess is in your room. ;_____; if i have to throw one or both of you out i So Totally Will. oh God there are birds singing outside.

to-morrow or Monday we are goin' to the beach. ♥
psalm_onethirtyone: (Clock Sheep!)
Aaron linked me to this amazing game, which will suck your soul in hardcore. Luckily, it plays pretty quickly--there are only about sixteen levels. And it's a lot of fun!

The herb shop here is doing Facebook trivia where they post their number and a question about an herb and if you call in first with the right answer you win the plant. I just won an oregano. :D

Finals are over and done with and I go home to-morrow, thank God. It is past time and I am more than ready. This morning Steph and I walked into town and went thrift store shopping, which I really shouldn't have done but she was super stressed out and needed a break, so that was more important. She got four very cute dresses, and I got a skirt and a jean halter dress that I will never wear because I'm not pretty enough. Then we stopped at the organic cafe and got smoothies, because she said she wanted to spend money on me. >_> We went with her service dog, who is a darling.

We re-homed Mabon, because a friend of Mama's has a bigger home for him and it's not close to the road so she can let him be an outdoor cat, which is what he really wants. Meanwhile, I have kittens waiting for me, because a barn cat had them in our barn. So yay! Kittens!

And on Wednesday I got to [ profile] mhari! That is the best of all.

Now I am going to see if anyone will indulge me in watching Mega Shark Vs. Giant Octopus.
psalm_onethirtyone: (Cephalopods Need Heart)
I have been really super anxious lately, and I think it's partly because Liz is sick. One of the things that terrifies me the most of anything is when people who are very strong-willed and put together are sick or falling apart and I can't do anything about it, especially if they're people who usually take care of me. The idea that something is wrong and there is absolutely nothing I can do about it is really scary to me. And Liz is definitely that type of person, but her arthritis has been terrible lately, and you can see it in the way she walks and moves, and whenever I'm around her I basically want to throw up because it makes me feel so weird and hurty.

Have also been having a lot of vertigo/dizziness/constant headaches again, which I think might be from not taking my Depakote--so, after approximately three weeks off it, I am back on again. I don't really know.

On the plus side, Free Comics Day was fun! I got Amazing Spider-Man (two of them), Avengers, Captain America, Iron Man (lots of Iron Man), and a bunch of less mainstream comics--two Owly and Friends!, Mouse Guard, Haunt, Chew, two fairy-tale comics, a supernatural Western, and a teeny one by a local artist called Swell Tales from the Sea, which he signed and also drew me a picture of a cat with a jellyfish on its head. I also bought (for fifty cents each!) four old comics, including a Marvel holiday special from 1996, an old issue of Amazing Spider-Man featuring A Night Out With Wolverine (which was why I got it, because lawl), a 1996 issue of Professor Xavier and the X-Men, and a Star Trek TOS/X-Men crossover that is AMAZING in its silliness. So that was really good!

And then I came back from that and finished my paper. It is really, really terrible, but at least it's done; to-morrow I'm going to try to pack everything I won't need during finals week and thus be a bit more prepared for home. I'm also starting [ profile] mhari's-house-countdown.

Also, it's really, really hot here, and I am not okay with that.
psalm_onethirtyone: (Clock Sheep!)
So, guys, you probably know that [ profile] mhari's father died the day before Thanksgiving. It was completely unexpected and their family was in no way prepared--he went into the hospital with a slight fever, got an infection in his heart, and had to have emergency surgery without having time to get off his blood-thinners, and as a result he bled out during the surgery.

Currently her family is. Not doing well financially. They don't have a source of steady income, and their mom (my Other Mom) suffers from clinical depression and will have a really hard time finding a job.

Now is a really important time for them to be able to keep things together from a monetary standpoint while they're grieving and dealing with the aftermath, and with that in mind, it's time for a fanfic drive.

So you probably can guess the drill! I will write a hundred words of anything you like per five dollars donated, ad nauseam. I write Arthurian (in many incarnations), Les Mis, Westmark, Biblefic, some Firefly, Star Trek TOS, X-Men: Evolutions, and any and all crossovers of the above. I'm good for het, slash, and gen. I will even (God help me) continue the great Gawain-is-a-Vampire Romance Novel. You name your price, my friends.

Please feel free to pimp this to anyone you know who also knows [ profile] mhari, as I am nowhere near friends with all her friends.

psalm_onethirtyone: (Clock Sheep!)
Dear subconscious: please no more Kay/Bedivere dreams. It is extremely disconcerting, especially when they look like their PBs on Britannia.

In other news, Thanksgiving break starts to-day, and since we have little/no internet at home, I'll be AWoL most probably until Sunday. Apologies to everybody I rp with!

And when I get back, it will be time for the annual christmas card poll, so that's exciting. ...I might haved stayed up too late last night. I am very sleepy.

I love you, [ profile] mhari.
psalm_onethirtyone: (Flowergirl)
[ profile] mhari, if you see this, please just leave me a comment or shoot me an e-mail or something to let me know you're okay. I'm getting super worried.
psalm_onethirtyone: (Fun with Cameras)

Of a lot of things, actually, including our cats, our farm, my jellyfish collection, and Hallowe'en. To name but a few!

To boldly go-- )
psalm_onethirtyone: (Dye My Eyes and Call Me Pretty)
How to Be Disappointed: A Handy Guide.

-->Go to store
Went to store!

-->Do you have a giftcard?

-->Find a store with cute dresses
Wet Seal! Oooh, I've never been in a Wet Seal before. Oooh!

-->Find cute dress
Oooh, it's denim!

-->Find fitting room
Whyyy to employees in clothing stores always make you feel so awkward about using the fitting room, anyway?

-->Is dress one size too small? Dammit. )

How to be Gratified: Guide 2

-->Go to second-hand shop
I love the second-hand shop!

-->Do they have cute denim dress very similar to dress in chain clothing store?

-->Inspect price sticker
...Ten dollars.

-->Run gleefully out of store with new dress

And I'm not really out that much for the other one, it's just. I have never payed twenty-five dollars for a dress before. >_< It seems really kind of awful. But! I got a skirt that looks like origami at the second-hand shop for two dollars, so ha. And I also got, um, some new horror movies that I don't need. >_> Um. And the store also had Black Sheep, which I have been dying for for-ever (IT'S A HORROR MOVIE! WITH SHEEP! It's basically the movie version of what would happen if all my stuffed sheep on my bed ever came alive and decided they hated me! I really, really want it), but it was a new copy instead of used and cost fifteen dollars.

To-morrow I am going to Boston! And on Friday through August 3 I will be with [ profile] mhari. Wheeee!
psalm_onethirtyone: (Dye My Eyes and Call Me Pretty)
Hay's in! Also, the sausages. Oh, God, the sausages. You do not even want to know. We had five pounds of ground lamb, feta cheese, rosemary, and the garlic, all of which went through the meat grinder into the shiny new slimy evil-smelling hog casings. I hate hog casings. Anyway, we made twenty-six sausages and four patties out of the leftover stuff stuck in the meat grinder, so that was pretty successful; Mama says sausages are going for around three dollars a link out of Williams & Sonoma, and I think they paid thirty dollars for the lamb.

And I also saw the psychiatrist and have a new prescription for Seraquel-- "You're not on a mood stabiliser?" she said. "WHY aren't you on a mood stabiliser? Who would prescribe you just an anti-depressant?" --which someday I will take to get filled. She also said it would help me get my sleep somewhat back to normal, which I guess would be nice. ("Sleeping like that will make your mental illness worse.")

And I made dinner again! Fourth time this week! I am excited because I am really trying to learn how to cook and not have to rely on somebody else for foods, as I think this could actually be helpful as far as the eating weirdness, which I admittedly still have. Also, I want to be able to help out when I'm staying with [ profile] mhari, and being able to do some of the dinner cooking so that her mom isn't always having to balance meals for five people with totally different eating habits seems like it would be a good start.

Aaaaand sleepy. Oh Lord, I work at the library to-morrow yay.
psalm_onethirtyone: (Gold-Sun Glory in the Wind)
Fffff I am so sick of haying. And this was only the first day. We pulled in around sixty bales, but decided to save the last hundred for to-morrow, for reasons unknown to me at this time. Anyway, I stepped on a nail in the hay waggon, because I am awesome.

But I did make dinner--I am learning the fine art of Cooking Without Measuring Anything, which is delicate but extremely satisfying. And it tasted great! Although I also burned my hand. It's a very weird burn--one part of it is your typical first degree burn, but there's a bit in the middle that's hard, has a completely different texture. So moral of the story I guess is done stick your hand in the oven, it will hurt.

Tribble is sitting on the computer desk watching me type and waiting to walk on the keyboard, no doubt. She and Spock have been absolute menaces about this. "Eeee it's moving fingers! Pounce pounce pounce!" Also they like to play in the computer wires. I anticipate the eventual death of all three of us from electrocution. Although right now she's chasing her tail.

We're going to Tennessee on Monday and in about two weeks I'll be with [ profile] mhari, which will be truly wonderful. I am pining.

tl;dr nothing very exciting is going on but THEN AGAIN Maria says to-morrow we'll be using the MEAT GRINDER so just be advised in case I never appear again.
psalm_onethirtyone: (You Done Good)
Iiii wrote a fic for [ profile] mhari, because she is not feeling good. ♥ Hephaestus/Laura original fic.

In Media Res )
psalm_onethirtyone: (Dye My Eyes and Call Me Pretty)
This is my seventh day of posting about good things, but I'm actually not feeling too good right now; I'm having sort of a down period, just very cold and lonely-sad kinds of things. So! I'm going to make a small list of what is good.

-Jol is not only still alive, a little over a week after hatching, she is also HUGE. All her wing feathers are in. Crazy!

-I got a compliment on a fic from [ profile] scarfman, the genius behind the totally insane webcomic Arthur King of Time and Space, which is nerdy and puntastic and awesome.

-I switched off from taking handfuls of ibuprofen and advil to taking a couple tablets of aspirin, and it actually cures my headache (I say headache because I literally have had this thing for about a week or two now, and it can be subdued for a couple of hours at a time but it invariably comes back and lo it is evil), yay! :D My blood is probably about the same consistency as water by now, so that's good.

-Only five days until I get to stay with [ profile] mhari! I am so excited and I can't wait.

-Mama is making me skirts! the first one is about a little lower than my knees, and made of sky blue silk with white sequined flowers and embroidery, and it'll be loose and swirly. The second one is smoke-blue suede with silver lace and it will have a bunched train and two tiers. The patterns were on sale for six dollars altogether, down from forty altogether, and the material was on sale too. The suede was down from fourteen to two and a half dollars a yard! I am excited about this, too. I love skirts and the materials and patterns for these are so pretty it's crazy.

-The turkeys let me pick them up and hug them, especially the ladies. Eeee huggy turkeys. ♥


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