I've got a hauntling (a teeny-tiny ghost) staying in my house . Her name is Whispia . I don't know how she got there , or how long she plans to stay with me . She's afraid of the light (it makes ghosts temporarily disappear) so she only comes out after dark . Since I don't get much sleep with her around anyway--I figured I'd keep a blog to record all of her nocturnal adventures .
Sunday, November 20, 2011
You Gotta Kiss a Lot of Frogs
You know, Whispia, I don't think kissing a frog will actually turn him into . . .
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