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posted on the 6th of August @ 7:59pm
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I GIVE UP.
Seriously. This is hopeless.
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posted on the 4th of May @ 6:06pm
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One flatmate of mine fell off the map and down a bloody hole, and I keep wishing the other one would follow suit - but as luck would have it, the one I want around isn't and the one I don't always is. In other news, I'm back home and I think that if any of my friends were decent, they should come over and bring some FOOD and we'll have a night in. I may or may not supply alcohol.
We'll see.
PRIVATE TO HAROLD:
This invitation is extended to you too. I'm sorry I've been so lame at keeping in contact lately. Trust me when I say it wasn't intentional this time !
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posted on the 1st of May @ 12:45am
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Weirdest moment ever? Discovering your grandfather listens to some of the same music you do and similarly likes it, granted it's old school jazz. All the same, I knew my family was entirely abnormal. (Pre-emptively? Shut up, Cadwallader.) Hanging out at his house these past couple of days has been pretty awesome in a nostalgic kind of way. I would move back in, but I made a promise to myself that I wouldn't as highly tempting as it would be.
He made me PANCAKES for breakfast before work. PANCAKES.
Is there an occasion when you can go back on your word?
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posted on the 12th of April @ 6:41pm
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I feel like I got off work, and the whole world went crazy, and for some reason, someone forgot to send me a memo and I'm standing in the sane corner. My sister is-
Dalia and Alistair are so cute and adorable they make me sick. It's like spending time with a couple of characters right out of a G-rated romance novel. I want to go home. AND WHY DOES EVERYONE LOVE EACH OTHER? What the fuck? This is easter, not Valentine's Day. Get your bloody holiday's right.
But hey! At least there's wine.
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posted on the 5th of April @ 3:36pm
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- Why are there no towels?
- Why is the visitor's entrance to the Ministry of Magic via an out of order phonebooth? I mean, Muggles might be oblivious but isn't someone bound to notice people in robes are disappearing Clark Kent-style sometime or another, if not already?
- Why are my reading glasses not in their case?
- Why do we only have decaff instant coffee stocked in the pantry?
- Why do people sit outside when it's going to rain and then complain to waitstaff that it's raining and they want to sit inside but there aren't any seats?
- What happened to basic common sense?
Why does Harold Dingle use his journal now?
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posted on the 31st of March @ 11:48pm
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Last night, I got that horrible Knight Bus home and very fortunately had the key on me so I could get into the flat -- otherwise, I'd have to have woken up everyone with incessant knocking until either Rhodri or Johanna let me in. Anyway, so it was well-past midnight when I opened the door, tip-toed past the kitchen, down the hall, to my bedroom, walked in, turned on the light and immediately dimmed them, was just about to change when...
I SUDDENLY HEAR BLOODY SCREAMING DOWN THE CORRIDOR.
So, of course, I run out, but I'm only in an old t-shirt and my underwear. Thinking it's an emergency, I obviously decided that there was no need for prudency and besides, I'm brandishing my wand about anyway and...
There I am, half-naked, half scared to death and confronted with the old lady from the flat upstairs and a mouse sitting in her hair. Oh, and two landings worth of our insane building's occupants staring at us both.
Sometimes I think life is so ridiculous, it's staged.
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posted on the 25th of March @ 1:16pm
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Pro: Nightclub opening.
Con: It's at Knockturn Alley.
Pro: I know the bouncer.
Con: It's at Knockturn.
Elliot, Johanna, Wentworth, ANYONE? Feel like risking it?
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