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When I read my emails this morning a lot of them made mention of flailing balls. Best friends ever, I tell you.

Gerard using twitter to say he's thinking about blogging. All I can do is this. ♥ _ ♥

Last night was Corey's open evening at school. He got another glowing report so that was good, then we had to call in the shops so by the time we got home I was ready to eat and just chill watching the tv, Come Dine With Me and ANTM if anyone is interested, which I'm sure you all are.

It's James' day off today so we've taken his tuxedo back, called in Tesco and now we're home and I can warm my feet up. This not owning any socks thing blows when it's been snowing for nearly three days, more is forecast for tonight too, which is just weird. We don't get this much snow this early, and yet there it is.

I know, I know. You're all riveted. How about you give me some presents instead?

ETA: Mikey's wall devoted to Darth Maul. I can't even deal anymore!
ETA2: I get a frantic email from Mouse to check the MCR blog, now! And man. Stick a fork in me, I'm done. I can't even. The love! &Frank;
ETA3: Ray too! I swear, if Mikey blogs about how great Gerard is I will explode with happiness.

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