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Father Peter Kemp

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To those in the know [27 Jan 2007|01:09am]
[ mood | exhausted ]

We're home and it's the middle of the night! And I am mobileless, but that's a rather long involved story. I'll get a new one after I sleep for a week and a half. With a Rosa bunkmate. And no mobile phones in any of my pockets. I'm rather glad it was in my shirt pocket and not my pants pocket.

Excuse me while I shudder...

Rosa got to go in the cockpit of the chartered flight. I think all the buttons scared her though. But it was a nice thought. I'll be staying at my older house with her for a few days. We'll figure out what she wants to do after that. I have a feeling she won't want to be far from Josie, but Josie's feelings have to be taken into account as well.

Anyway, I promised I'd share this. To quote Sir Dylan, I am not without a sense of macabre whimsy, so here's my amazing stick figure masterpiece. I drew this in the dark, mind. And my hand was shaking from too much coffee. And I forgot to give Rosa hair apparently... Normally I can draw at least...oh...fancier stick figures.

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Maybe I should have used more red pen...

And now bed because I can hardly type.

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