Some Reality Web

I don't even..


Can this be over now?

Apparently I start school on Monday. What's it like?

[FILTER: James Rogers]

I'm not wearing one of those weird dresses.

I have not gone this long with out... without building something or doing somethings

since I was like four and my mom hid my work goggles in a box in the shelf so I would play outside.



I'm going insane.


And Mr. Banner, I was so close to finishing that application for you.

I know Damon has taken up what seems like a permanent drunk residence on our couch, but how would you feel about taking in someone who needs my help?

[Private to Percy & George Weasley and Hermione Granger]
I think there's a market for magical gummies that have results more pleasant than the Skiving Snackboxes.

This will require research on how to brew and distill adult beverages, and what flavours they pair with best. We want the benefits of drinking without the side effects, so a way to marry the substances that takes the edge off without the hangovers, liver problems, and general destruction of brain cells. And it will require packaging that does not appeal to the impressionable youths (we'll work out a line for them), while appealing to the adults of a drinking age.
[end]

[Private to All Weasley Nieces and Nephews (includes Teddy)]
With Mum leaving, I pulled my head out of my arse and realised that our time here could be cut short. I don't get to know you anywhere but here, and I want to make sure we don't miss that opportunity.

I need to know how old you are, because that's how many birthdays and Christmases I need to make up for. I also want to know you. So, hi. I'm your uncle Fred. Who are you, and who are your parents? I know who we lost, and I'm not really worried about being told things you wouldn't want to tell someone else because I've already had the worst news.
[end]

I hate that people leave, but full disclosure, I die. It's the ultimate leaving, right? So here's my zen thought that came from a lot of less than zen moments in the last month: embrace what you have for as long as you have it. This is one hell of a second chance for some of us.

I made the acquaintance of a woman today who responded to the provocations of a strange man with the deft application of a hatpin, a maneuvre it appeared she had had cause to practice. It's heartening to know that the women of this era only look to be dainty and non-threatening.

[Torunn]
I imagine my brother has told you of me by now. Should you need a respite from menfolk your presence would be welcome.

So that job you mentioned? With the kids. Who do I have to talk to about that?

Well, isn't this just the bee's knees.

Hello, everyone. My name is Sarissa, and this is not how I thought my day was going to go.

Aside from drop-waists really not flattering me, this place isn't too terrible.

But if I see any billboards for optometrists, I'm staying in the apartment until we go back.

I LOVE IT HERE.

There's so much fun stuff to do, and there are kids playing in the park. I learned checkers and totally beat them at bowling. I mean, I don't think they knew what it was, but it was fun anyway.

They still have silent movies here, how cool is that!

I know we're currently in this time-warp, but I wanted to address this sooner rather than later. I'm sure you know Lizzie Saltzman lost both her sister and her father recently. She is my niece, and I would like to become her guardian until the day her father returns or her mother comes. Enzo and I have the extra room, and given the circumstances, I believe she would be happier with us than on the kids' floor.