Wait, what the hell am I doing?
Bowing to the inevitable adorabilityness?
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Wait, what the hell am I doing?
Bowing to the inevitable adorabilityness?
The Distinguished Mr. Adorable Loomy-Cakes, thankyouverymuch.
Hee! I am marking that post, so when I am having a grumpy day at work, I can go back and re-read you calling yourself that.
(Note to self: teach Princess Tickybox to say "Loomy-Cakes!")
Or perhaps he's figured out that On The List is where the fernet is?
Ruh roh. Should I edit too? Since I call you by your LJ name and not your buffista name?
It's probably not an issue, javachik, but if you wanna, sure.
I feel that being OTL should include instant teleportation to my vicinity. It's only right.
Steph, to TL.
I wasn't aware I was ever off it. Because, although I'm not as high-profile about your adorableness as juliana and Aimee are, I *am,* let's not forget, the creator of this: [link]
Oh! Jilli!
I was going to IM you, but I'll share so Pete can see, too. Last night, when I was talking to you, I was pretty sure Lily was asleep. I got up and took the phone to Paul (well, actually, to the other room so Paul could call Pete back, as he was tied up with something), quietly tried to sneak back into the bed, and Lillian piped up with, "Jilli!"
"Did you hear Jilli?"
"Yes! Hear Jilli on the phone! Where's Jilli?"
"Jilli's at home. She's off the phone now."
"Jilli's not on the phone!"
"That's right. Go back to sleep."
"Jilli's at home! Hear Jilli on the phone!"
And so on, for about five minutes before she finally settled back down to sleep.
Refraining from commenting on the adorability of anyone.
Then, when they're ready to learn to fly, you put on a long white robe with flappy arms and a hood and run across a field with the bird, until it gets the idea and starts flying."
Okay, where do I apply for that job?
I feel that being OTL should include instant teleportation to my vicinity. It's only right.
I agree.
"Yes! Hear Jilli on the phone! Where's Jilli?"
Eeeeeeeee! My head just exploded from the cute, and now I miss Lilybean even more. Must hang out with you people soon!