I’m not a hugger. Like, at all.
Well. Wait that isn’t true. If you happen to be in the very small circle that is my close friends: I am a hugger.
But we aren’t talking about that.
We are talking about all of you creepers and stalkers, people that I just can’t get enough of, interwebbly.
I seriously would hug you all.
Well, except that one dude. You know who you are guy, and DAMN.
You guys rock my socks. Thank you – to all of you for your kind comments and E-mails. I never expected to get such a response. Never. My phone has been blowing up with E-mail alerts. I think my E-mail will be needing to take a personal day due to all the action it’s getting. .
To answer your questions: Even if I’m not alright at the moment – I will be. I always catch myself on the way down. Always.
You guys rock my socks. Hugs to all of you, weirdos.
<3 Catriona
I’ve left a trampoline anticipating your fall. Your previous falls will never have been this fun. Happy falling, and don’t worry about having to catch yourself. I’ve got you covered, mate. No homo/lesbo (unless you’re into that) xD
I don’t think anyone has ever given me such a thoughtful gift! I flippin’ love trampolines. Here’s to fallin’! HAHAHHAAH! Now, what to wear? I’m determined to fall in style.
(I’m into a lot of things.) 😀