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LATRINE!!!
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mrs_picard
If you see this, post a quote from Star Trek in your journal.
"To know him was to love him... and to love him was to know him. Those who knew him, loved him, and those who did not know him... loved him from afar."
...Or words to that extent. I'm terrible at remembering quotes ad verbatim. Perhaps I should have gone with "Oh Shit" instead. We watched "Family" last night, which was a brilliant episode with Picard getting all wibbly and 'falling down in mud', but unfortunately we couldn't take it particularly seriously because Picard's brother was played by this bloke...
Not the one who was Amy Hardwick's Dad in Blackadder, the other one. We might have spent a while quoting Top Secret at one another.
Hubs and I wrote a French version of 'I'm Henry the eighth I am" today called "I'm Louis the sixteenth, I am". We're geniuses.
Vi has learned to tickle. She thinks it's brilliant, and shouts "iggleiggleiggleiggle!" whenever she does so. She also likes pretending to sneeze at the moment.
The students are all back this week. It's making me quite misty-eyed and nostalgic, although not when trying to get groceries in Sainsbury's when it's rammed full of teenagers with their parents stocking up on food supplies for them. Bastards.
mrs_picardIf you see this, post a quote from Star Trek in your journal.
"To know him was to love him... and to love him was to know him. Those who knew him, loved him, and those who did not know him... loved him from afar."
...Or words to that extent. I'm terrible at remembering quotes ad verbatim. Perhaps I should have gone with "Oh Shit" instead. We watched "Family" last night, which was a brilliant episode with Picard getting all wibbly and 'falling down in mud', but unfortunately we couldn't take it particularly seriously because Picard's brother was played by this bloke...
Not the one who was Amy Hardwick's Dad in Blackadder, the other one. We might have spent a while quoting Top Secret at one another.
Hubs and I wrote a French version of 'I'm Henry the eighth I am" today called "I'm Louis the sixteenth, I am". We're geniuses.
Vi has learned to tickle. She thinks it's brilliant, and shouts "iggleiggleiggleiggle!" whenever she does so. She also likes pretending to sneeze at the moment.
The students are all back this week. It's making me quite misty-eyed and nostalgic, although not when trying to get groceries in Sainsbury's when it's rammed full of teenagers with their parents stocking up on food supplies for them. Bastards.
