My sister

My sister is so cool. We share the same sense of humor; often, we'll simultaneously notice some minute detail that is somehow hilarious to the both of us. Nothing needs to be said. Noticing the same thing at the same time is enough.

She's been studying over at my place lately, and we've been listening to Björk. Björk is like a strange animal my sister would have invented. Especially when singing Eg Veit El Hvad Skal Segj on Gling Glo. Wendy likes strange animals. Wendy *is* a strange animal.

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