Ice skating and time travel and 365 update

Day 14
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Late night AIMing sometimes throws up strange things from my brain, like I'm already dreaming. It's a phenomena often noticed.

Which I think is why emungere wrote me the beginning of a poem about Tennyson mysteriously catapulted through time only to fall in love with Johnny Weir.

I don't know either! No, I do. It's because I said Tennyson was hot when he was younger. With fabulous hair! I saw this portrait of him in the National Gallery, you see, and things went from there.


She is a strange and wonderful person. ♥

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In other news, there are 14 photos up now on my 365 project.