Finnigan's RPG

I may have found a house in the countryside, but I still need to have it inspected. I have my doubts about the real amount of work that needs to be poured into that fixer upper and I really want an honest estimate.

That being said, Gran doesn't understand my choice to fix up a house when I could buy a new one or have one built, but the point is to have the opportunity of doing something else with my hands than filing and paperwork.

[Warded to Seamus]
Last time I saw you was ages ago across that counter of yours. If I come over for lunch on Monday, can you have lunch with me?

WHO: Justin and Wayne
WHEN: Saturday afternoon
WHERE: Cinema, then some dinner and maybe Justin's place?
WHAT: Just going out as friends.
RATING: R. Of course there will be swearing.
STATUS:

( Not making dinner tonight )

Who: Genie and OPEN

What: in which there must be food, and lots of it, preferably rare meat

Where: Finnegan’s

When: Saturday evening

Rating: SFW for now

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[OOC note - Genie's journal registers under her assumed name, Genie de la Lune]

So I went to Finnigan's today and was given this, and thumbing through it, it really is quite ingenious. Especially when I haven't been in this area for longer than I care to remember, and definitely not since I became an adult.

So hello, journal world! I think I shall peruse some of the entries and see what this is all about!

I've rediscovered that fireworks are not my favorite things anymore. It's been a couple of years since I've been close enough to hear them going off. Watching is one thing, but I've decided to avoid future repetitions of being that close to them going off.

Also too busy to sleep. I love coffee. So. Much.