Oh my god the NOTES
HAD TO REBLOG AGAIN !!!
lol
the gif… PRICELESS.
there are only a little over 9million users on Tumblr..almost every single damn person has liked this post. Tumblr has the power!
Never not reblogging because it gets truer and truer every day.
Signal boost
Continued from yesterday:
Sara giggled and blushed in spite of herself. Todd was turning into a very happy puddle under her fingers. His expression of bliss was almost - comedic, in its way.
_If mother ever heard that I was in a bedchamber with a shirtless male…_ Mother! Aw *crap*. She still had to impersonate her mother and call the school.
Sara let go of Todd and dived for her mobile, punching numbers.
“Mwf?” said Todd.
“Shh. I
Read more »It was suggested to me by a brilliant friend that this version might be better. Enjoy Oompa Mitt!
Reblogging for MeMum… And the lols.
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Sara waited until the van’s tires screeched at the corner, indicating that Steve was on his way back to the store, before she shed so much as one scrap of her guise.
Gah, it was hot in that get-up.
And getting out of it was skin-snaggingly uncomfortable.
Todd barely opened his eyes when she jostled his head onto her lap. No matter. He was bound to recover. She dipped a plastic spoon into the honey and drizzled
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Sara didn’t even bother to answer her. She was watching Todd with a blank expression. Her mind was in another realm.
Freddy returned with the cellular and not a moment too soon. Tabitha had grown tired of chanting “Earth to Eeeesseeellll, Essel phone home?” and was now prepared to toss a bomb to get a reaction out of *someone*.
The thought had never crossed her mind to pester Alvers or Pietro for information, and they
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"So like I said, if he’s a she, I’d be getting quite a bit more attention than Tolensky,“ Pietro concluded for about the fifth time that night. Lance was already irritated and *trying* to work on a new song. Pietro’s rant about Essel was just throwing off his groove.
First of all, he didn’t want to think about Essel. Second, he definitely didn’t want to think about
Read more »A Question
Why must my mind forever play
With endless bits of yesterday?
I cannot, now, do less nor more
Than anything I did before.
But my imagination cannot set
Aside the game that’s called Regret.
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“Yo cute when you laugh,” Todd grinned. Sara giggled harder but shook her head.
“You don’t think I sound like a committed chipmunk on crystal meth?"
"Naw,” Todd answered back, straight faced. Then he lost his composure and fell over sideways onto the bed. His laughter was just a bit on the nasal side, but contagious. Soon both of them were rendered helpless for no clear reason.
Sara stopped laughing only
Read more »Unlucky for some. I’ll try not to have my computer implode.
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Dammit, he wasn’t on yet. Todd hit the capslock.
Frog Prince: LOOK AT THE SCREEN
Sometimes that actually worked, most times it didn’t. But it would leave an impact on the seriousness of the situation; Todd rarely wrote in all caps.
Sara was trembling violently and issuing thin little cries between babbled apologies. Each sound of misery tore at him like the
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He couldn’t help but sing, although mindful to do so under his breath while passing anyone who might pay the wrong kind of attention. She hadn’t pulled away. Hell, she kissed him back. Todd was so happy he passed his classroom, swore cheerfullly when he realized the mistake, and circled back.
“Well, *you’re* on time for once.” Ms. Jones said by way of greeting.
“Fine, how are you?” Todd
Read more »I think I’m about a quarter of the way through this beast.
Continued from yesterday…
“What on *Earth* happened to *you* today?” asked Mr Sheindlin. “Anyone would think you didn’t *like* Computer class.”
“Contrary to rumour, I’m allergic to something mysterious,” Sara slid into her seat and began opening tabs in her browser[1]. “The leading suspect is *air*.”
Some of the class giggled and there were
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And all of a sudden, there he was, holding her hand. She could only see him if she looked at him directly. “Hello,” she smiled. “Of course I’ll sit next to you, dear. I need someone to lean on.”
“Trouble?” he said. “Someone beat you up?”
“Nuh. I just feel like heck.” She squinched her eyes again. “Maybe I *am* allergic to something…”
“
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Todd smiled and traced a little heart on the screen with his finger. She had logged off, leaving nobody but himself and Big Blue.
FrogPrince: Thanks for everything, doc. Sorry i gave u the bums rush.
Big Blue: Np. Kids in love do that. Happens to me like u would not believe.
FrogPrince: Got kids? O.o;
Big Blue: Not my own.
Big Blue: Brat! What was that face for?
FrogPrince: Meep *hides* nothing!!!
Big Blue: Lol. Go 2
Read more »There are seventy parts of Misfits.
SEVENTY.
My God, why can’t I write this much when I’m working on a Pro-novel?
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“Good thing I’m not allergic to calamine,” Sara muttered. A quick visit to the medicine cabinet and, after locking her door, she was typing one-handed and patting pink sludge onto her back.
TheTallest: As long as Dr. doesn’t come w blue police call box, I'm happy.
FrogPrince: Um. What?
TheTallest: Sorry. PBS joke.
FrogPrince: OH! Dr Who. I get it.
TheTallest: Surpriste! No offence, but most don’t get NE refs.
FrogPrince:
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