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I'd say...with all my spouting and blabber, its time for me to write a House fic. Am i wrong? Of course not.

I've always had ideas...maybe too many....but now i think i got one. It requires, however...thought and introspection.'

Aw, shit.

^^ Also a beta would be nice...i might cross post this to a House fanfic journal...but we'll see.

Or you'll pack.

*cough*

Putnam on Sunday!\No relevance

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I bought a stuffed animal today.

I had to...it was a replica of Dillon.

So i sat and sat and pondered names. Grandma tried to help, but i refused to call him "Dillon Jr" or "Dillon the second"

I tried out House characters...but i couldn't call him Jimmy or James cuz we already had a James. I ruled out Chase, too.

So i summoned random Broadway shows. Tuttendale (Drowsy)...no. I figured Benny (rent)...Benny's a lapdog. But i thought no.

Finally i stepped into Grandma's apartment, raised the puppy dog above my head and announced, "ZANNA!"

Grandma looked at me like i was nuts, and after having a battle of wills (er, her lack of hearing : Danna, Donna? Zayna? Zonna, donald?) we settled the score.

"Zanna" i affirmed, walking out of the apartment.

"Zanna," I heard grandma repeat to herself before i closed the door. "I guess its a nice name for a king." she didn't sound very certain.

I was imagining the stuffed pup as a real dog. Getting into trouble then i could yell..

"ZANNA! DON'T!"

*amused*

Almost everything is settled for Sunday, YES!