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[May. 24th, 2010|08:24 pm] |
hey thomas my brother daniel showed up. apparently he's someplace in central park, but he won't try to find a street 'cause the park's too big. little jerk.
anyway, he's my brother and if anything happens to him i don't know what i'd do, okay? please get him? |
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[May. 24th, 2010|01:06 pm] |
...Uh. Either my sister's gotten really good at this magic thng, or...
I think somethng happened. |
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[May. 18th, 2010|09:14 pm] |
dude, how long does it really take to go on some sort of spirit quest or whatever?
it's not like I don't appreciate thomas and justine putting me up and getting me out of that group home i was in, but i don't know it's just uncomfortable and i don't really know them at all and i miss home.
ugh.
if anyone sees harry dresden, tell him to get his ass back to chicago. |
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[May. 18th, 2010|07:27 pm] |
My tooth is loose! |
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[May. 9th, 2010|03:36 pm] |
so apparently it's mother's day. It was still winter back home, so that's... kinda weird.
i miss my mom. |
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[May. 6th, 2010|08:00 pm] |
You know, I just realized I've been here forever and nothing that bad has happened to me and mine. It's not half bad, really. Honestly, the worst thing to happen recently was Pam Anderson getting booted off that dancing show. Mmm, Pam Anderson.
I hope I didn't just shoot myself in the foot in the eyes of the Good Luck Fairy. |
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[May. 5th, 2010|07:59 pm] |
That was scary. I think I'm lost. |
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[May. 5th, 2010|06:07 pm] |
I know they get freak weather in the Midwest, but seriously? Fist I'm in Chacago, then a tornado blows me back to London-but-not-London? You better not have had anything to do with this, Dresden, or you ass will be mine, faster than you can say "We're not in Kansas anymore." |
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[May. 5th, 2010|07:09 pm] |
uh, okay, so this site was open when I managed to get time on the computer, and I'll make this quick 'cause I don't know how long I'll be allowed to stay on.
My name's Molly, I've somehow ended up in St. Christopher's Home for Troubled Children outside Baton Rouge, which is really just an orphanage for kids who are a bit too much of a handful for foster care, apparently. Except that last time I checked, I was neither an orphan, or in Louisiana.
I can't use the phone to call long distance, so please please if someone could look up Michael and Charity Carpenter in Chicago and let them know something happened and I'm down here, I'd really appreciate it. They're my parents, if you couldn't guess. I'm gonna stay on the computer as long as they'll let me, but I can't get my email to load so give them this link if they want to try to get in touch with me.
Also, if you're feeling generous, if you could call Harry Dresden, too? He's in the Chicago yellow pages under "Wizards".
Thanks. |
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