Dear Rachael...

No, peachpit.

Those are not big raindrops.

Love, Mo

EDITED:

[BIRTHDAY!] *stomps foot* Seriously? THIS is why I miss LJ...

*clears throat*

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! belated, my bad!

Dearest Chris,

Thank you so much for remaining close throughout all the crazyness. Especially between The Kids. Well, MY kid and Your...

antigone_grace: *helpfully* Stodgy old man?
ramdonomo: Antigone Grace!
antigone_grace: WHAT?!
ramdonomo: Like you REALLY think that.
antigone_grace: *sly* True, true... *hums to self* Memories, light the corners of my miiiiind.
ramdonomo: *shakes head*
elegant_legacy: EW! Grandpa!
ramdonomo: LONG before you ever inhabited the brainspace, kiddo.
elegant_legacy: Still.
antigone_grace: Still, indeed. I must thank Chris myself, for bringing the good Admiral to such vibrant life. Such strong, vivid...
ramdonomo: Antigone?
antigone_grace: *lost in thought* Hmmm?
ramdonomo: Enough.
antigone_grace: Oh, fine. *winks*

Dear Louisiana Lurker,

Regardless of what you've heard, I don't bite.

Say hi.

♥ Mo

[HEE] Oh, Cheryl...

So, I told her that it wasn't friends-locked?

She came and looked. ;) Just because it's not friends locked doesn't mean that I'm not tracking shit right, left and center now.

Me: So, I see you were all up in my stuff...
Cher: DAAAAAAAAAAANG. Fucking technology.
Me: And yesterday, too?
Cher: Can't a bitch spy? What's the world coming to when a little sister can't spy on her big sister and read her diary?!

Cue giggles.