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June 27th, 2016


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[info]healingsunshine
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I love both of my parents, I really do. I would never choose between them, could never choose to live with only one of them. But I would be absolutely 100% lying if I didn't say I was glad that today started a Mom week. I don't know if Dad's cheap or just cold natured, but every time I turned the thermostat a few degrees, I'd find it turned back later. I should be glad to enjoy the warm weather, apparently. No, Dad. There is a magical thing called an "air conditioner" and I hear they're all the rage.

[info]claireredfield
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[info]claireredfield
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Finally found the girl in my dreams. Her name is Sherry, her parents work for the Umbrella Chemical plant and her mom sent her to the police station since it wasn't safe for her to stay at their house. Nothing about any of this sounds good, and the fact that there's something apparently chasing her that's bigger than the normal zombies around? Yeah, I'm thinking bad things are in store. She ran off after we heard something, so now I've got to chase after her again.

[info]dark_lady
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[info]dark_lady
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Sixteen years old and being proposed to by a nobleman. I must say, good job teenage dream Kit. She's not particularly keen on the idea of being married, so she hasn't quite accepted yet though I'm not sure if Patric knows what "I'll think about it" means. She is traveling to his homeland of Northern Ergoth to help make her decision however. Living a life of luxury is very tempting.

I can't say I approve of marriage myself, but if you must be wed, it may as well be to the good-looking rich man who has plenty of land to rule over.

[info]theeyeofra
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[info]theeyeofra
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So I am free? In the dreams two magicians set me free. Part of me is relieved but that was my job. I shouldn't have abandoned my post. They assured me that I would have lost and died if they hadn't saved me and that it was part of a bigger plan, but that doesn't really make me feel that much better.

[info]pluspetitpoete
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[info]pluspetitpoete
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Hello new friends! My friend and coworker Grantaire (though he may go by R around here?) told me I should come on here to meet people, and that it might be a good platform to share my poetry as well!

My name is Jean, but I tend to go by Jehan. Which you say like an exaggerated form of Jean (jay-ehn), but if that's too tricky for you too say then just Jean is fine!

I'm working on my MFA in Creative Writing and I hope to some day be a poet. I mean I am a poet, in that I write poetry, but a real published poet that you can find in bookstores!

I think that's about it, really. Other than I very much want one of each of these candles that I've been lusting after on etsy, haha.


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I look forward to meeting everyone! ♥

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All of these dreams about London makes me want to take a trip there. Granted, it's a very different time in my dreams, but that doesn't discourage me one bit. I've always enjoyed London when I've gone. However, I'm not sure if now is the right time to go there. Perhaps I'll take Vanessa to France instead. I haven't been there in quite some time.

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[info]savedbythering
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Not gonna lie, I'm kind of looking forward to this whole Chipotle rewards program. I love their burritos, so I'll definitely be taking advantage of this.

[info]fragilebones
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[info]fragilebones
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Naps are not my fiend. Seriously.

I haven't woken up screaming for a long time.

[info]dixonda
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[info]dixonda
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Watching this makes me feel better about my own cooking skills.

[info]faetedlove
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[info]faetedlove
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You know, I think my girlfriend looks better in my leather jacket than I do. Maybe I should keep an eye on my leather jackets in the event she decides to steal them all.

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[info]leonineserpant
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I wasn't really the sports type in high school, here. I was more the sit to the sidelines with my nose in a book type. Apparently I actually played for my house's Quidditch team in my dream world. Which... I'm still not sure I understand the rules of it? Or how to play it. Honestly I think somehow it's three games going on at the same time and I really just don't understand. I know I'm a seeker, which means I fly around a lot while everyone else is actually playing.

So I guess it means even when I play sports, I'm still not the sports type?