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(I had to scroll all the way back to April to see what I was calling these...)
Last night, just as I was dropping off, I was hit by the terrifying knowledge that my Dad was standing next to the bed, dressed as the raggedy ghost of Jareth the Goblin King. I sat up in panic, and actually had to find a torch to convince myself he wasn't.
So... that was a thing?
(He wasn't, if you're worried.)
Last night, just as I was dropping off, I was hit by the terrifying knowledge that my Dad was standing next to the bed, dressed as the raggedy ghost of Jareth the Goblin King. I sat up in panic, and actually had to find a torch to convince myself he wasn't.
So... that was a thing?
(He wasn't, if you're worried.)
