It’s not nearly late enough for the bed to drag me away from you, cutie (now, you dragging me * to * a bed is another issue entirely ;)).
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But I’ll be glad to be on the receiving end of as many goodnight kisses as you want to offer 
::lingering, slow kiss::
[sub] 1993. Something happened in 1993, I’m sure [/sub]
Me, drag you off to bed? Well, since you insist… At a Tahoe cabin, too- tres romantique, mon cher!
This thread may have to be censored soon… 
:: plays with Myrr’s hair:: From that pic you showed me, I see your hair’s getting rather long, non? And it’s kinda curly! Cute!!
[sub] 1996. Getting there! [/sub]
::allowing self to be dragged off to bed with Audrey::
On second thought…
::assisting in dragging self off toe bed with Audrey::
As for my hair: yeah, it’s getting kinda long, and starting to do its silly little curling up at the sides thing. I’m debating what to do about it. It’s kind of a nuisance, but not too much; OTOH is generally looks really bad when it gets to this length. Yet for the past week or two it’s behaved very well. I dunno what to do yet…I mean, besides greatly enjoying you running your fingers through it
::kisses::
[sub] 2002. We’re in the future! [/sub]
Hehehehehe helping drag yourself, honey? I know you’re athletic, but jeez! That’s some feat!
Silly curling thing? Pah. It’s cute, not silly. ::fingers Myrr’s curls::
::kisses:: Still awake, are you? I’m tired, and I’m three hours behind you!
[sub] 2005. Ten-year high school reunion! ::gulp:: [/sub]
Well, let’s just say I’m not exactly resisting 
You see, if I let it get too long, it becomes wings, not curls…and that just looks silly
Well, since you seem to have dragged me all the way to the bed, I think it may be time to retire there. Goodnight sweetie, sleep well
::long goodnight kiss::
[sub] 2008. Ten-year high school reunion as well…I think? [/sub]
Next time you’ve got a haircut planned, allow me to do the honors. I’ll shave your head for you.
I’m going to turn in soon, too, sweetie. I’m pooped.
::another long goodnight kiss::
[sub] 2013. Good god, I’m 36! [/sub]
Hey cutie,
For whatever reason I never made it to sleep. So here I am at 4:35 AM…sigh
Shave my head?!!? :eek:
That’s no good; I have a scar on the left side that’d show…
Hope you’re sleeping well, sweetie.
::soft kiss so as not to wake Audrey up::
[sub] 2020. ::ignoring obvious joke about television show:: [/sub]
Hi guys… I brought you a case of chapstick so your lips don’t chap!
begins to apply chapstick to his own lips C’mer Audrey!!
::grabs tube of chaptsick::
Yoink
Whammo, how many times am I gonna have to boot you outta here?
::boots Whammo outta here::
[sub] 2038… [/sub]
Hi sweetie!!
::good morning kiss::
You stayed awake? And you aren’t tired? ::hug:: (Not that I’ve never done that before, though…) I did sleep well, though, thank you.
How about you be like that guy I saw the other day, and shave a yin-yang in your head? How did you get the scar? Not a fencing mishap, I hope.
Hey, Whammo left the case of Chapstick…
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That pile of work is calling me, but I’m doing my best to ignore it.
[sub]2044.
Heya cutie, looks like you’ve awakened…
Somebody in one of my classes last year came in one day with a big Anarchy symbol shaved into the back of here head, then a circle of them around it. Of course, this was Massive-facial-piercing girl…I swear she had a full two pounds of metal protruding ::shudder::
As for how I got the scar…well…I was biking to work and was run off the road by (don’t you dare laugh) a squirrel…
…ok, go ahead and laugh; it is rather amusing.
Avoid work at all costs! Never do anything till the last minute!
Will this help distract you:
::slow kiss::
hee hee
[sub] 2049. Sounds like an important year to me. [/sub]
I’m looking around the house for some decent food! It’s lunchtime! ::stomach growls::
So… you want the anarchy symbol too? ::
A squirrel? Goodness! How fast was he going? Did he signal? Kidding, sweetie! If it makes you feel better, I nearly ran into a stone wall once, trying to avoid a low-flying kamikaze pigeon.
I have until early November to finish this work… yay! Procrastination in action. Ironically, my prof’s field of research includes combatting procrastination. So much for him being a mentor.
And yes, that’s a mighty fine distraction…
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[sub] 2054. Maybe we’ll have phasers by then! ZAP! [/sub]
And here I am just eating breakfast…at 4 PM.
It’s 4 pm already… :eek:
You know, squirrels really should come with turn signals. In fact, the problem was that it wasn’t moving…doing the “squirrel dance”. At least I avoided running him over…
Kamikaze pigeons? Yoww!
November to finish it? And you’re even considering starting?
Ooh, I just opened up one of these sodas…it’s like drinking an orange creamsicle. A very weird feeling…
::“distracting” Audrey some more::
[sub] 2059. Maybe I’ll have some ZAP-proofing byu then [/sub]
Eating? As in food? I haven’t eaten yet! All we have is peanut butter and leftover Chinese food! >p
I’m glad you didn’t run the little stinker over. That would have been gross to clean off your tires. You know, I’ve only seen a squirrel once. It was in front of Denny’s in California. It gave me this look… and then scooted away.
Prof’s writing a book (I’ll get mentioned in a book again!) and he needs his research material all ready to go by the time he gets back from a trip he’s going on soon. I should start soon, so I’m not scrambling at the last second… I’ll start soon… later…
Soda? ::craving soda:: ::meanders into kitchen:: The last of the Mountain Dew is MINE!! BUAHAHAHAHA!!
Okay, I’m fine now.
::enjoying distraction:: See, you really should come with me to the library one of these days. That place is sorely lacking in decent “distractions”. ::soft kiss::
[sub] 2065. Let me “apologize” for that zap…[/sub]
Hooray for peanut butter!
[sub] although, peanut butter and leftover Chinese…ugghh [/sub]
…there’s these weird squirrels in CA that makme noises that sound just like a bird; it’s very weird.
In a book again? What was the first one?
The last of the Mountain Dew, eh? Well I control the last of the idle rich…ummm…nevermind 
You need “distraction” in the library? Well, I guess we’ll have to do something about that…
::wondering how to get to the library::
::light, happy kiss::
[sub] 2069. Flirting in our subscipts, are we? Well then, “apologies” gladly accepted [/sub]
Peanut butter, no bread. Not even a silly little cracker!! 
And yeah, peanut butter on beef broccoli with cake noodles would just be wrong. I’ve got spaghetti instead. Yum!
The first book is being printed… ::looks at clock:: as we speak! Prof said he’ll give me a copy as soon as it comes in. I’ll show you when I get it. I have not a clue what the title is. All I know is that since I was his library slave as he was writing it, I’ll get an acknowledgement. Yay! The next books’s being printed in January, I think.
I control the last of the decent parmesan reggiano!!
The library’s this way, sweetie… ::
The library has its own brand of distractions: flashers. Yep. I told this to my friend who moved to Boston: What I hope I have the presence of mind to do is point at the flasher’s ding-a-ling and say, “Eew, you have a worm on your leg.”
Needless to say, I’d prefer you over that kind of distraction.
[sub] 2078. I’m 101! [/sub]
Ahhh spaghetti, food of gods (well, food of time-deprived people, anyway).
That’s really neat that you get an aknowledgment; go Audrey
I control the only lemon yogurt. Well, I did.
Then I ate it.
::following Audrey to the library::
When you get to the FLying Circus episodes, make sure you see the one with the “flasher”; it’s cute…
::kisses!::
[sub] 2082. I’m really frickin old. [/sub]
Spaghetti! Mmmmmmmm!
[sub]Actually, I’m getting sick of it. I’ll wrap up the rest for tomorrow.[/sub]
Myrr21, king of lemon yogurt. AudreyK, queen of Mountain Dew and parmesan reggiano cheese. All hail!
I should have know Monty Python would have flasher sketches. “We are the knights who say ‘Ni!’ Ni! Ni!” “Noooo!” “No, not nooo, NI! NI!”
Stop me! Please!
::hug & kiss::
[sub] 2084. Sadly, I’m probably long gone. [/sub]
Hmm, between the two of us, we’re getting towards a halfway decent meal…of sorts
stop ** it, it’s ** scaring me
::frivolous kisses::
Hee hee
::tickle::
Oh boy; I’m going to get it for that one
[sub] 2086. Not if you just live forever. [/sub]
EEE!! Back to tickling, are we?? I’m afraid I’ll just have to… ::tickle:: back atcha!!!
::hug::
I’d rather have Chinese leftovers than lemon yogurt with cheese, sweetie. That’s too much bacteria for me to ingest at once…
“Bring me a shrubbery!”
Sorry, couldn’t help it. If enilorac shows up, though, it’ll all start again…
[sub] 2090. Only if you keep me company. [/sub]