BRUNCH AND A STALKER
After a night of spooning a loooong brunch was in order. My cooking skills are, as many of you know, non- existent. However I like to entertain others while they cook. (Or at least I like to think that I entertain...)
And my cooking skills... Hm...
Stephanie's cooking skills...
And my cooking skills... Hm...
We were also joined by Linnéas two older brothers. In fact, when I was 11 I used to semi- stalk one of them, something we never discuss nowadays. (Although I apologized to him last summer when all of us were out and slightly tipsy. You see, I thought that was a good time to bring it up.) After quite some time I realized that the e- mails that I sent that came back weren't returned because they didn't actually reach him- they were returned because he actively returned them. Luckily, he always received the loveletters that I sent him through his dad. Frifri always finds a way. Hm.
Ah- to be young and in love. Now I know so much better. Ja?
Ah- to be young and in love. Now I know so much better. Ja?
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Postat av: Stephanie
Hahaha jag älskar att höra om din och Linneas brorsas history. and what a history that is! känns så mycket mer okej då när jag tänkter tillbaka på ens egna stalkerfrenzies...mm..som när jag ringde hem till ett stackars offer för mina tonårshormoner ca 30 gånger på 1 vecka (ej överdrivet nu alltså)innan han svarade med "va skönt att jag äntligen är hemma när du ringer.." Då kommer man på att the poor fellow har nummerpresentatör (djävulens verk för övrigt). Blev ju inget att hänga i granen där så att säga...
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