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[May. 15th, 2008|07:52 pm] |
( Trindle ) |
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[May. 4th, 2008|12:17 pm] |
I'm feeling lazy today. I like it. |
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[May. 4th, 2008|01:21 am] |
I guess no one's still seen Ginny around?
( Ron )
( Mum ) |
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[Apr. 3rd, 2008|09:52 pm] |
So, now that we all know that a certain woman is on my brother's 'Not Loved' list...
Does anyone know someone who'd be willing to come over and help train our puppy? She's a good girl, but she's chewing everything up. We've bought her toys to chew, but she ignores them.
I am running out of socks. Daily. So, we need help. |
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[Apr. 2nd, 2008|09:59 pm] |
I did not make a wrong turn. I am incapable of making a wrong turn.
Beautiful sunny day. Top down. Highway cruising speeds, and everything was normal - well, as normal as everything ever gets. The break was ending too soon, and we both knew it was time to return to the Mansion.
I took the correct exit. I always know where I'm going. Take the exit ramp, make a right onto the boulevard, a few miles and some cross streets. That was how we were supposed to be going. How I'd always gone.
It wasn't until we were nearly to the end of the ramp that I realized something was amiss.
No, that's not right. I didn't realize anything was amiss until it was far too late to do anything about it. A strange, powerful, extremely localized weather distortion that didn't even register on my scanners until we were already inside of it, and then the boulevard - and California - were gone.
Just.
Gone.
I don't know where I am.
I don't know how to admit that I'm lost. |
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[Apr. 2nd, 2008|09:52 am] |
Dude, I love this place!
I just found out I have that apartment to myself!
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[Mar. 23rd, 2008|10:03 pm] |
( Jamie ) |
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[Mar. 23rd, 2008|09:51 pm] |
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[Mar. 21st, 2008|04:25 pm] |
I hate this place sometimes. |
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[Mar. 21st, 2008|02:38 pm] |
Never a good thing when ya wake up in the morning and dunno where you are. Bloody hell, mates. I didn't get that pissed last night, yeah? I know I was at the Burrow. Funny joke, yeah? Where's Wizarding London? Diagon Alley? Funny joke, you gits. I know I ain't back here again. It was a dream, and I'll bloody wake up again and Crookshanks will be pissin' on my trousers again and I will have to hex the damn thing and...
Bloody hell. I'm going out of my fucking mind.
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Bollocks. What day is it?
Edit; Can someone lend me some cash? I'll double it for you by next week, promise. But I need some tonight in a 'I'm either going to die or eat people' kind of emergency way. |
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[Mar. 9th, 2008|08:02 pm] |
Somebody want t'explain t'me, why m'daughter's 'partment standin' empty? Ain't nothing there. Ain't no sign of Junior an' Drew neither. |
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[Mar. 4th, 2008|07:36 pm] |
What the bloody hell is this?
This isn't funny! LIL! DID YOU DO THIS TO ME?! |
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[Mar. 3rd, 2008|06:46 pm] |
Somethin' ain't right.
Jack! Th'hell's goin' on, Jack? |
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[Feb. 29th, 2008|11:34 pm] |
Okay, this is starting to get bloody ridiculous now.
WHERE exactly does my firewhiskey keep going? I get some, and it disappears before I get hardly any!
Trindle, I think we have gremlins. Or really sneaky house elves. Though I doubt that one; Aunt Hermione would have my head. |
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[Feb. 29th, 2008|08:47 pm] |
Ennis?
Have the wolves been keeping up their end of things? |
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[Feb. 12th, 2008|07:52 pm] |
Sumthin' ain't quite right here, now. |
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[Feb. 11th, 2008|11:06 pm] |
Mah Papaw got real mad at mah Mama t'day. Was real scary.
Howdy, m'names Drew Del Mar Twist, an' I'ma real genuine cowboy, jus' like mah Papaw. |
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[Feb. 11th, 2008|07:22 pm] |
( Jack Twist )
Edit:
[Jamie] If a man named Jack Twist pops up in the apartment, I told him you'd keep him company since I'm taking to Ennis tonight. He's gay but taken, love, so no worries. [/Jamie] |
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[Feb. 11th, 2008|08:53 pm] |
Fuck.
M'little girl is here. Junior. She's here. With...her son. M'grandson. Calls me 'papaw'.
Ain't no mistake.
He's Jack's grandson too. Junior an' Bobby. I ain't never thought that. They ain't never ev'n met, last I knew.
Ain't possible, her bein' fr'm th' future an' all. Ain't possible.
Jack ain't dead. He's right 'ere an' we's owning this here ranch, th'two a'us. He ain't dead in th'grave. He ain't. |
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[Feb. 11th, 2008|07:29 pm] |
Well then. I reckon I ought to tell y'all I just joined uh. . this place.
I awready know w'a's goin' on, no need to be explainin'. Name's Alma, Alma Junior, to be exact.
[OOC: This was posted after the log took place, mun got bored XD.] |
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[Feb. 9th, 2008|10:24 pm] |
Don't s'pose 'ere's any other ranchers on'is thing, lookin' f'work? S'a lotta fuckin' acres f'two of us.
...'Maybe somebody jus' lookin' for a drink? Love ol' Sara an' Ennis t'death, but I could use a bit'a conversation with somethin' willin' t'talk back.
( Trindle ) |
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[Feb. 8th, 2008|11:23 pm] |
Jamie?
Would you like to move to Utah? |
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[Feb. 7th, 2008|10:45 pm] |
God damn wolf gutted one a'my sheep and th'rain soaked m'matches. Fuckin' pisser of a day. |
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[Feb. 1st, 2008|07:43 pm] |
Damn horses been spooked all damn day. |
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[Jan. 29th, 2008|03:38 pm] |
I seen some crazy shit in m'life, but I ain't never seen nothin' like 'at. |
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[Jan. 23rd, 2008|12:33 am] |
Sooo . . .
That was kinda interesting.
( Trindle ) |
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[Jan. 14th, 2008|08:04 pm] |
The writing is very messy, but it's still fairly legible.
I wuld like ice cream plez. |
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