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[Sep. 14th, 2008|04:32 pm] |
....Bloody hell! |
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[May. 17th, 2008|08:42 pm] |
He was my favorite. He had always been my favorite.
Things move on I guess. |
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[Apr. 12th, 2008|03:26 pm] |
Fuck it.
Rosie, I'm sober.
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[Apr. 10th, 2008|02:13 pm] |
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[Apr. 9th, 2008|08:15 pm] |
( Teddy ) |
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[Apr. 7th, 2008|05:42 pm] |
( Private )
Beth, would you like to go to the bookstore with me when I get back from class?
Teddy, would you like to get lunch or come over for dinner or something this week? |
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[Mar. 31st, 2008|08:41 pm] |
Hey, Rosie. Think I owe my favorite little munchkin a drink, yeah? |
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[Mar. 26th, 2008|01:15 am] |
Attention! The New York University Tisch School of the Arts (oy that's a mouthful, as the actress said on the casting couch) is putting on The Producers. Are we excited? You should be. Get that way. Go on.
I'm looking your way.
Ladies.
Anyway. The important point I'm trying to make is that I'm going to be acting my brains out in this play, and I expect a full audience. I don't care if you don't know me. I don't care if you hate all Verdant-Americans. You racist bastard. Put your butt in the seat. |
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[Mar. 25th, 2008|09:49 pm] |
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[Mar. 24th, 2008|09:55 pm] |
I hate birds.
And blokes.
Let's just say I hate people. It's one of those 'go get a beer nights'. Bollocks to this world. Bollocks. |
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[Mar. 24th, 2008|08:19 pm] |
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[Mar. 23rd, 2008|11:31 pm] |
[Visible to all but Beth Silver]
Hi. I need some help. I have a friend who needs a place to stay. It's a girl, and she's a bit.. well, skittish a bit.
Anyways, she needs someone to kind of look after her, though I know she's very legal, don't worry about that.
Does anyone need a roommate or actually like taking care of other people? She just needs some support. If you're interested, I can tell you more about the situation.
And it's pretty important.
Thank you.
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[Mar. 23rd, 2008|09:51 pm] |
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[Mar. 23rd, 2008|12:11 pm] |
( Marauders )
( Teddy )
Happy whatever holiday it is. I don't really keep track unless there's presents involved. |
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[Mar. 22nd, 2008|12:26 pm] |
I'm...tired. |
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[Mar. 22nd, 2008|08:37 am] |
Ugh. Feel like shit, mates. Watch me go sleep the rest of my adult life away. |
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[Mar. 21st, 2008|04:56 pm] |
My name is Sirius Black and I'm a nutter. Do you happen to know where I live? |
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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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