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Kate just made me a fort in my bed with Kim's comforter. It's...dark and scary in here. It was the first beautiful day of fall here in Dallas. It was cool and breezy and the sky was clear azule. Absolutely gorgeous. I noticed things today, but I don't remember anything. I had things to say. But I have a sore throat and a headache and I'm kind of sore. Ben Gibson came over to get interviews about the condition of the lounge furniture. I'm all scatterbrained. I feel like Dan Wilson. All scatterbrained in my fort.
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ahh.. fun stuff! :) hehee.. reminds me of when my brothers used to play forts... my little brother called it a "dot house" because he couldn't say dark.. heee. :) forts are great.. but it gets a bit stuffy in there..

There! Now finally I've posted on yours! hehe after all the nice things you said to me I would hate to let you think I didn't love you.. hehe :-p I think it's most especially cool that we seem to share a lot of interests. :)
Thanks for commenting on my diary. I truly appreciate your welcome. Hope you feel better. Luv Willow
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i love you.
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I love you too.

*Ash

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I love bed forts.
i like your journal :o)
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