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But sometimes you get in on the tail end of a plan that is already in motion and then something happens that suggests that magic is seriously happening right there and it just makes you want to spin and spin and giggle.
Yep. One of those nights. :D
STILL SCREAMING.
I am so rarely right about things in a way that is verifiable and confirmable. God I love it. I know it’s totally ROOD to be smug, but I just can’t help myself right now! Sorry I’m not sorry. :D
<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 all over the place. Happy dances!
In which we demonstrate that T. is always right, and I am the lesser of two crazypants evils.
No, no. You’re both equally (epically) crazypants evil and I AM DYING. *______*
That would make me the greater of two crazypants evils. *EVEN MORE SMUG* :D