almost done with Ireland! i can't really wait to get home. i mean, i can't wait to get back to London, and then having Jamey there will be excellent!!!! ok, well i don't have a lot of time to type, i need to go memorize my lines...for some reason the word vegetable just popped into my head! hehehehe.
Oh, and there's something else. Father, i'm scared...Last night i dreamt that you cut off the top third of my ring finger on my right hand..like sliced thru the bone and everything and then wouldn't take me to the hospital to have it sewn back on...so it healed over witha bit of bone sticking out the top of my finger...it was horrible. so don't ok? in the words of gilda...don't ok!
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