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I officially live in a gingerbread house! There is gingerbread everywhere which calls for tons of candy! I have sprinkles, colored frosting, licorice, gummy bears, and every other possible candy to decorate my gingerbread house with. I think this calls for a decorating contest though I never quite figured out how people make their gingerbread houses look so cool mine always look childish.

So snow's freezing.

Who knew?

SNOWMAN. HURRY. SOMEONE COME BUILD A SNOWMAN WITH ME.

PM to Tonks
Hey! How did your date go, anyway??

I've seen a lot of people making comments about having strange dreams. So I suppose it was only a matter of time that I had a weird one of my own. Most of it doesn't make a lot of sense and I blame it on watching too much SyFy channel lately.

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I have the sneaking suspicion that while they were in storage, my belongings reproduced. I didn't think I had quite this much stuff. Either that or this apartment is smaller than my last one here.

Okay listen up girls!

I need single, cute and fun girls who would like to go on a date with a sweet, caring guy who has the best sense of humor ever.

You need to be free this Friday to go on a blind date - fun and laughs guaranteed.

Let me know and we'll sort out the details.

Some lovely flowers were delivered to my shop today!
Unfortunately, they were not for me.

AM I NOT SUPERB? DO I NOT DESERVE FLOWERS? AM I NOT SHAKING MY FIST AT THE HEAVENS FOR NOT BEING WELL LOVED ENOUGH?

WEASLEYS! HONORARY WEASLEYS AND PRETTY MUCH EVERYONE THAT KNOWS BILL!

Lets have a birthday party Thursday night to celebrate! I'll get the cake, well mum will, and the rest of you bring the presents. No this isn't a surprise party either. My brother is getting old, he can't handle surprises as much any more. We won't risk giving him a heart attack.

What do you lot say?

No Bill, you don't have a choice in the matter. You are actually home for your birthday this time so we should celebrate!

Okay, okay, lesson learned. Anyone else feel like their dreams are tryin' ta teach 'em somethin'? All of my weird dreams seem to have a moral or somethin'... yannow?

Anyway, I got it. Last night I was tryin' ta harvest the whole orchard by myself--quite a feat. I wasn't able ta do it on my own. So, yeah. Askin' for help. Got it.

I know the invite is assumed but the extended family is welcome to come to dinner too. It's a four sharp. This means the Potters, Tonks and Hermione. I am setting your places so you better be there or at least let me down gently if you're not coming.

Anyone else that needs a place to go too can come. I will tell my mum you're a long lost friend or something.

Right. So. I finally got over that whole 'parents will embarrass the absolute crap out of me' bit and got on this network. Let's get this all out of the way. Hi, I'm Harry Potter, and anything James or Lily Potter say is likely a lie, or at least a gross exaggeration.

Any pictures are also most certainly photoshopped. Mom's very good at it, trust me.

Dexter's cast came off today. What am I supposed to do with his little wheel chair? Is there some kind of doggy donation center for disabled dogs or something?

Did an election happen or something? I wouldn't know. Halo 4 came out yesterday.

So, last night I started my second year at Hogwarts. Book shopping (Has anyone else heard of Gilderoy Lockhart?) and then riding the train. Harry and Ron weren't there, though, and arrived at the school late, in a flying car.

And I thought my "normal" dreams were weird.

69 days to go!

Yes. I have been waiting for this day to happen just so I could announce I am 69 days away from giving birth.

You're welcome.

Sleepless nights are good for nothing but staring at your ceiling wondering why you can't sleep. No, it's not dreams keeping me awake.

Did the entire Valarnet go all Crazytown, or what?

Is it something in the candy corn? Damn it, that's my favorite Halloween Candy. I guess I'll eat the little pumpkins instead.

So I've managed to cook for my boyfriend twice now and he's still alive (and even enjoyed it I think), I've got a steady stream of jobs for the next month and, thanks to some amazing help, have found, Remus and I, Halloween costumes (if he likes them of course).

These are all good things, so why do I feel like impending doom is round the corner?

Halloween is next week, well parties start this weekend, and I have not a clue what to wear. At all. Someone wants to help me and give me ideas. Nothing too scary! Zombies filled my quota for scary for the year.

I know that there are quite a few people out there that are phone-savvy and enjoy playing games on them.

I have to express my deepest sadness that I have run out of Angry Birds to play. I have played all of the Angry Birds, now, even the ones in space, though I still am wondering how those pigs managed to get those eggs into space to begin with.

They do not seem very bright, you see. I am certain they would have broken all of the eggs on the way, and then the birds would have been quite saddened by this.

I am wondering if any of you could recommend a game for me to try next, that is as enjoyable as Angry Birds has been?

Just a reminder that this Saturday night we'll be doing the zombie flash mob thing at the park. I figured that it would be easier if we do it before Halloween so we don't impose any any Halloween plans people may have. This is all your official notice before I post the instructions later in the week.

PS. I'm a little disheartened I didn't get a mention in Rita's circus. Must mean I'm losing my touch. I will have to remedy that. Don't worry it'll be positively spun into something that will make my mum cringe I'm sure.

I hate that Skeeter woman.

I aced my interview at this gym down the road from my apartment. The best part about the job is I would get free membership and the place has a spa and dance classes. I can keep in shape and get paid. Keep your fingers crossed for me!

I'm kind of surprised that there weren't pictures of celebrities without make-up or 'hey look, some chicks actually have fat on their bodies. for shame'. That's all I seem to see when I go to the grocery store and look at the magazines. Don't people have anything better to do?

Anyone know where there might be a place to buy a costume that isn't some slutty version of something?

Seriously, what's wrong with people? I just saw on the news that some lady was arrested for gluing her child to the wall because he wouldn't sit still. It only reinforces my belief that some people shouldn't raise kids.

Though I have to say I'm kind of wondering what she used to successfully glue her child to the wall. That has to be some super glue.

Correct me if I'm wrong but the best part of breakfast is pancakes. I mean you can have them with tons of maple syrup and even fruit! It makes getting up in the morning a little more acceptable. That and a large cup of coffee.

Best way to eat pancakes, go! For the record I'll say the most peculiar combination I've seen is gravy on pancakes.

Boy, that was a strange one. I was transfigured into a cat/human hybrid by a potion that I'd cooked for a fortnight in a haunted bathroom. I remember the whiskers as clearly as if it happened yesterday. I spent most of the time hiding in a bathroom stall, but then went to the hospital wing with Harry and Ron.

For the cleverest witch in our year, as some have called me, I sure wasn't smart when it came to telling the difference between cat hair and human hair.

Dreams must be contagious around here I swear! All this talk about them and poof I have one. It's like I can almost hear the noise and the clamor of that peculiar hat, a hat that sings. It was kind of old and musky and I didn't want to put it on my head.

I am a Gryffindor for all those people on here that talk about Hogwarts.

Guess who was offered a chance to model for America Eagle's lingerie line Aerie? Yep, me. I don't think my mum was too keep on me talking the gig but she needs to realize I'm not a little girl any more. I'm a teenager and that means hormones and boys. Would there be any question if I was a boy?

This is about as good a costume as I could find for a pregnant woman.

Has anyone else seen a Quidditch match? I just watched the Quidditch World Cup match in my dreams and it was brilliant. At least it was until the death eaters showed up and ruined the celebrations.

>>You know it could all be suggestion.
>>You talk about it, then I also dream about you being a dog.

You know, I'm not even going to pretend this is a network glitch. I have no shame. Bartender from Stark's gala - are you around?

Okay, Net people, who would be up for a flash mob? Lets see a show of hands. Make sure the interest is there before we go to the trouble of organizing the Flash Mob of Awesomeness or something like that.

OKay, it's been months since the accident. I think it's about time I got back into shape now.

So: Anyone out there do self defense training? Martial arts, kickboxing... stuff? Also, Fencing?

I also really need to brush up on my archery, but the target Obi built for me should be enough for that.

I am now officially two weeks past the halfway mark of this pregnancy. How did that happen? It doesn't feel like it's been that long, but then again it feels like I've been pregnant my entire life too. James, we need to name this baby.

Why is it, if you're a girl in your twenties or thirties, everyone and his brother has to ask you "oh are you getting married, do you have a boyfriend, don't you want kids?" What if I don't want a boyfriend? What if I don't want to get married? What if I *gasp* don't want kids? Am I not allowed to be happy with myself and my dog, or my mom and hers?

I'm 27. Stop telling me how I should live my life.

Also? I hate Mondays.

Okay, so we're hosting a shindig for the Olympic's at Loki's Bar thing. On me, with feeds for the games, particularly our local boys & girls.

( And this will be -our- game. )

I found this tiny little fluffy thing in the bathroom this morning and another at work. I don't really know what they are or where they came from. It's been a really weird week. This should really surprise me more than it is.

And no, Nymphadora, you can't keep it.

This news story kinda makes me nervous, because, I mean. I've had a lot of concussions. I used to do things like skateboard and learned the hard way how not graceful I am and how little balance I've got.

Hopefully that doesn't mean I'll die of old age at 50.

So let's have a game of word association, shall we? Come along, Valarnet, it'll be fun.

I say 'Pandorica,' you say ____?

Is it pathetic that I'm watching Tivo'd She-Ra episodes and thinking how full of crap her possible boyfriend Bow, who sets off MY highly developed gaydar, is? Maybe I'm jealous but...physics just don't WORK that way. I don't think. Be amazing if it DID but...

Damn, now I want to go try his stuff out for myself. Anybody got an apple, a horse, and a roadside fruit stand?

I am a golden cupcake frosting goddess.

( Photographic evidence. )

It's here, it's here! After a month of waiting, I get to start work on my newest project tomorrow. I've never done Sci-Fi before, but I'm really excited about it. I know that the genre sort of has a reputation for being cheesy and, sometimes terrible but this is truly one of the best shows out there.

And, really, Ron and I religiously watched Inspector Spacetime. Still do, actually. Although I'm not so sure I will now that I'm going to be on as a companion - that just seems a little narcissistic.

We've got a few weeks of filming here in SoCal, and then it's off to the MotherLand - and Wales - for even more.

I freakin love my life right now.



(ooc: 'Inspector Spacetime is borrowed from the tv show Community, and the idea for Ginny to guest star presented to me by Josie. For those who don't know, Inspector Spacetime is the fictional answer to Doctor Who, complete with a British Alien, companions (including Rory!), and all of space and time. )

I understand why people feel the need to share their intense dislike for Los Angeles. Traffic is always a mess, the air is gray when it isn't brown and today during a quick jaunt down to city center I just so happened to catch an eyeful of a man waiting zen-like and naked as the day he was born at a bus stop.

Los Angeles is the lady that puts on too much make-up for dinner parties, the lady who covers up the scent of her unwashed body with so much perfume a French whore would turn up her nose, she's the lady who wants to be classy but won't ever be because her party dress is damnably short.

She's a dirty, cheap trick and that makes her all the more charming in my book.

Now I'm curious what happened with the cake everyone was so worked up about the other day. Did the kitchen burn down or did it turn out alright?

Are you happy, Six? I finally got on this bloody thing. It only took me all day to set up. Who comes up with these things? They should be shot.

[Locked to Family]

Hello dearies. We're going to have fun.

The first rule of Fight Club, yadda yadda yadda.

Mercenary disposition, need some money, offering lessons in self-defense with a side order of "how to kick ass, take names, blow bubbles in your gum, defend yourself from rapists and muggers without breaking a nail, and indulge in some totally awesome stress-relief at the same time".

18+, with ID, but if you are at least 14 and your parent brings you at least the first time (and you still have proof of your identity and relationship) and they sign a permission form it's still cool, we just won't go quite as hard on you at first. ;)

[address of a run-down warehouse across an empty lot from a YMCA, so it isn't quite as sketchy as it might seem at first glance]

I just gave Cobalt a bath. I don't think the water hose is for what he thinks it's for, which is a water fountain. ( Cobalt, post bath )

Happy Memorial Day!

... And it's a nice pet shop! I was really blessed to get a location that is clean and neat and doesn't look like scary people are going to pop up out of nowhere and mug you and steal your pets and wallets.

I know I wouldn't want to buy a pet from a place like that!

It's over in Huntington Beach, and it's called Fluttershy's Menagerie. Oh, Fluttershy is... I guess... kind of a nickname of mine.

I'm bad at this. I'm Minerva, hello internet. It's a lot easier to type here than it is to advertise and make commercials and things.

Anyway, I do a lot of the breeding myself, and I sort of made the mistake of getting a bunny friend for my rabbit, Angel...

And now I have ... well... a whole LOT of bunnies for sale. SO many bunnies for sale. They're all adorable and need love and happy homes, won't you come by and take some of these bunnies off my hands?

I would really appreciate it... if you know, it's not too much trouble.

Bored.