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All right, yes. The Christmas Night Incident, as we're calling it now, was my fault. I feel fine admitting this because look at all the good things that happened as a result. So the party wasn't at my house and there was a little damage, which I'll add that I paid for and stayed over the next morning to clean up after in order to fix it, so really, none of you should be yelling at me at this point anymore.

I see by stalking this network that Enjolras has had conversations with women as a result. Quite lovely women in fact. Therefore I sparked the conversations, and by defaming me, he was able to bond with them, which serves as good of an icebreaker as any, right? Especially when you've been in prison and probably aren't at all inclined to any of the various pleasures that can be had THERE...

All in all, I'm going to call that a success, despite the fact it got a little wild. Everyone ELSE was happy. Well, 'Ferre might not have been exactly happy about Enjolras attempting to destroy his family basement but...

As a result of my rousing success THERE, I propose New Year's Eve as well. Everyone I know is coming to wherever we're having it, and anyone else who wants to meet me is invited too.

Oh Marius, there you are. Being boring and studying again? I KNEWI should've checked the library.

It is cold. Either I forgot to pay the gas bill again or I've gotten a fever. Which is always a possibility, but I don't feel hot. I don't know, maybe I am and I'm too far gone to notice it. Someone send help, I might be dying!

Does anyone want to commiserate in being cold with me? I don't even have 'Chetta to warm me up, life is tragic. And probably short, if I'm dying.

I just made pancakes with bacon cooked into them. No matter what else happens today, I win at life.

I'm also starting to see a downside to the ... things I can do now. My apartment is glittery. Forever. No amount of cleaning is getting it off, either. I look like I live inside an ABBA video, which makes me sadpants.

The more I dream of the Princess, the more I really wish she was here. There's a lot to be said for a woman who so completely and utterly believes in everyone.

You could be the most evil person in all the worlds, and she'd still reach out the hand of friendship... and she'd save the day with it. Incredible.

As if Basilisks weren't frightening enough. Has anyone else ever had experience with a Dementor?

Two weeks and two days to my birthday! The girls at the sorority house are taking me out for a night of drinking. I'm a bit nervous! But I know it's going to be a lot of fun.

My family has a big party planned, too, the weekend before my birthday. I'm going to be celebrating all month, I bet!

Did anyone else not get their wish? I totes didn't :( I wanted to see someone from my dreams.

I wonder if a week is a new record for going from 'get away demon child' to 'I accept you and love you' and back to 'get away demon child!'.

Maybe it's menopause.

She missed Christmas.

So first thing's first, if anyone wants tickets to tomorrow night's bowl game you have to let me know. I already have 'Mione and Jim's settled, and Lorna's. I have Ron's down because Ron's going, even if it requires him to stop playing video games for a few hours.

Oh and secondly. I have a new baby sibling, and to add to this good news I thought I should just add that I will be starting tomorrow night. The starting QB went down with an injury (which is never the way I want to get on the field, but it's happening). So... uhm... yay?

Behold! We have named our child. Charlie Kent Potter was born on December 27th at 10:38am. He weighs 6lb 5oz which is quite small for a newborn, but he was two weeks ahead of time. We were lucky and he's healthy and we get to bring him home from the hospital tomorrow morning.

I am officially outnumbered once again. I swear my husband planned it this way.

ETA: I'm not sharing pictures yet because as of right now the child still looks like an alien. I'm going to wait until he's cute. Which is guaranteed to happen at some point because he's a Potter.

I may have adopted a dog. I know, it seems quite impulsive, but he is adorable. His name is Buddha. Besides, ( could you resist this face? )

I could not either. He is a bulldog/mastiff mix and seems to exist solely to eat table scraps and demand belly rubs. I think we have quite a bit in common!

It's honestly been an amazing year. Moving out here might've been one of the best decisions I've ever made.

Especially since I got to see my father flailing over my girlfriend. Guess that means he approves!

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