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[janestarz]

Seeing something she hasn’t seen in use before in combination with me using her sowing machine (unasked, for the heavens to cry about) was the perfect excuse to annoy me and to be in my room. Filthying it with her presence, Marjolein barged in, told me that plants, and water, and soaking and drowning, and then hammered on the fact I should ask before I could use something of hers.

Gods of the heavenly skies, make it Thursday and let me then send her away! Prithee patience, and faith.

Why am I even writing this down? Am I an LJ-junkie? Could it be?