I just always look down the titles of my journal entries and think "what the fudge..."
I now have to recount about Andrew and the kitchen.
Im in the kitchen making a hot water bottle, he comes in brushes his placemat off. Goes to put it back. Gets a drink. Says "hmm, hot water bottle." I nod in agreement although... y'know, its a bit of an obvious thing for him to say. You know, I think he thinks that I think he is weird or something.
And then he goes "hmm, heart shaped hot water bottle." pause. "How Cute." Lmao. I had to escape otherwise I would have squeed/laughed too much. (BTW, do you think that squeed is a mix of 'squeeled' and 'weed'? Makes sense.
Uhh yes this journal entry has nothing much to do with NaNoWriMo...............
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