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| topic : hopping down the bunny trail |
| date : march 16, 04 |
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| i've been sick. in my recent weakened, delirious state i decided one night to invent an alter ego bunny and parade around birmingham with my suitemates. as it turns out, laughter really *is* the best medicine. everybody, this is flopsy. flopsy, meet everyone. (flopsy) - - - - - - right. and now, on with the entry.... yesterday, i spent a few hours with my brother and mom at the hospital. to pass time i told them about some extremely rude people i met while doing my laundry. after i finished my story my brother asked - in all seriousness - why i hadn't thrown their clothes on the floor or sabotaged their wash in some way. i answered that i have always operated under the belief that i could never stoop to that level, and - as a props to my mother who was within earshot - that i was raised better than that. this made them laugh. hysterically. my mother just shook her head and smiled - silly daughter. my brother looked at me like i had jello for brains - like he was wondering where did this strange girl come from? likewise, where did these people come from? or maybe more accurately, from where did they steal me? if anyone has any information on how i can get in touch with my real family, please,do tell. - - - - - - happy st. patty's day :) drink green beer and feel irish. chow. |