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EVERYBODY!!! HOLLY’S BACK!!!

 

HOLLLEEEEE!!!!!

 

*Grabs Holly in rib-cracking hug, air-supply restricting hug*

 

holi hey...

holi aayi rang phut pade

yeh chalak chalak woh dhalak dhalak

phir baaje ghungru dhol bade yeh

yeh chalak chalak woh dhamak dhamak

sab nikle hain pee peeke ghade

yeh lapak lapak woh dhumak dhumak

cham cham naache pariyo ki dhunein

yeh thirak thirak woh matak matak

 

Do you have any frickin’ idea how much I’ve missed you?! I resurfaced in LJ land three weeks ago and found your blog and Miriam’s blog deleted and got really, really freaked out. I was on my way to check out the obits when Paro took pity on me and apprised me of the situation. How was Rome, Hollikins? Where else did you go?

The Bridesmaid Brigade is now complete!! You know, Tonya, you, me and Paro. That’s like the Marauders. We should get nicknames and a secret handshake. 

 

I missed you pathetically, dear! LJ wouldn’t have been the same without you and Lawrence. Be sure to give him my love!

 

Ahem, the above is actually a Hindi song about the Holi festival. Paro would recognize it. It means, in translation:

 

Holly’s (Holi’s) here!

Holi’s here, in an explosion of colour,

The bells ring out and drumbeats roll,

The streets dance in drunken abandon,

It’s a season of joy, my love!

 

Well, I thought it was appropriate!

 

*Goes off to a private corner to squee some more*

Comments

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Well I missed you too, my mirthful friend! I cannot BELIEVE I missed your home-coming. Because yes, that's what LJ is. Is it bad I consider a website my second home?

No. Never.

But I know! Miriam left too, and it's so depressing! Muhhhhh. I almost cried :( And then I thought I was going to have to leave forever, and it was like Armegeddon times three. But, of course, the leaving forever thing lasted about three days before I decided, screw the guy who read my journal, if he cares that much he can read all about how much I despise him.

NICKNAMES AND SECRET HANDSHAKES! Oh my good lord, we have GOT to do that. You know what we need to do? We all need to get on one of the chat services and get one of those conference rooms and discuss this. We shall establish rules and such. AHHHH!!! We could do LJ pranks! I don't know how, exactly, but we're fairly smart girls. Bet we could figure it out.

Bridesmaid Brigade. BB for short. Or, we could say the Brigaders. I say any of the three will do.

But seriously. I mean it. We need to do this. We must do a live chat thingermabob and appoint positions and nicknames. This is going to be so amazingly fun. It's like living vicariously through cyberland. And Harry Potter.

Ha.

Lawrence says he love you too, and do you like his new boob job? He had to get another one because I went on birth control and my boobs exploded (for me, at least. I used to be the most pathetic A imaginable. Now I'm a substantial B, aren't you proud?) Anyways. So Lawrence got jealous and had to get another one :P

But, enough about mamories. I LOVE THAT SONG! Especially the bit about drunken abandon :P

Lovies, O Mirthful One! Don't forget about this secret chat thing we must have. I'm not kidding about this...