Randomness
1. Giant hugs to jenw118 and especially badonkatonks. You both know why.
2. My watch died this morning. Actually the quartz battery in my watch died. The time on my watch is 7:34 (a.m.) and 12 seconds. I should get it fixed. I might have to haul my butt down to Goodman's Jewelers on State Street, which is a little bit of a hike from where I work. I just called a shop on Monona Drive, which is sort of halfway on my way home. He's open only until 5:00 but also from 10 to 2 tomorrow. Ugh. I should have taken care of this several days ago when I realized my watch was running permanently slow.
3A. And now a blast from the past, from Halrloprillarlar's Drabble-matic drabble generator:
I Saw Harry Kissing Santa Claus
Hermione woke up in the middle of the night. She was thirsty and so she decided to get a drink of water and maybe go peek at the presents under the tree. Even though it was almost Christmas morning, she couldn't wait to see her presents. There was one soft box that looked like a toast.
Then Hermione noticed that Harry was out of bed too. He must not have been able to wait for his presents either.
Hermione thought that she would surprise Harry. Maybe even sneak up behind him and fondle him on his quiet thigh. That always made Harry congratulatory.
Hermione crept happily down the stairs and into the living room. There was the tree, with its handsome lights, and the presents, heaped up heavily, and the mistletoe hanging from the ceiling, and Harry. Kissing someone.
Hermione was so angry, she picked up a chocolate from a table and threw it appreciatively up a creek.
They both looked around.
"Harry, you angsty chicken!" Hermione yelled. "How could you cheat on me with...with..." Hermione looked and then rubbed her lip and looked again. It was Santa Claus.
"Let me explain," Harry said. "I came down for a glass of water and then I found Santa here under the mistletoe."
"Ho! Ho! Ho!" Santa said. "So of course he had to give me a kiss. And what a plucky kiss it was."
"Well, I suppose," Hermione said robustly. "If he was under the mistletoe."
"Ho! Ho! Ho!" Santa said. "Why don't you give me a kiss too? Then things will be iridescent."
That seemed reasonable. Hermione went over under the mistletoe and kissed Santa.
Santa was the best kisser ever, like a bridge over troubled waters. He made Hermione's ear feel all hard.
"You see?" Harry said loudly and Hermione saw. So they had a threeway.
Everybody's presents were late.
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Harry/Hermione/Santa -- my OT3 :D
3B. How the hell do you pronounce Halrloprillarlar?
2. My watch died this morning. Actually the quartz battery in my watch died. The time on my watch is 7:34 (a.m.) and 12 seconds. I should get it fixed. I might have to haul my butt down to Goodman's Jewelers on State Street, which is a little bit of a hike from where I work. I just called a shop on Monona Drive, which is sort of halfway on my way home. He's open only until 5:00 but also from 10 to 2 tomorrow. Ugh. I should have taken care of this several days ago when I realized my watch was running permanently slow.
3A. And now a blast from the past, from Halrloprillarlar's Drabble-matic drabble generator:
I Saw Harry Kissing Santa Claus
Hermione woke up in the middle of the night. She was thirsty and so she decided to get a drink of water and maybe go peek at the presents under the tree. Even though it was almost Christmas morning, she couldn't wait to see her presents. There was one soft box that looked like a toast.
Then Hermione noticed that Harry was out of bed too. He must not have been able to wait for his presents either.
Hermione thought that she would surprise Harry. Maybe even sneak up behind him and fondle him on his quiet thigh. That always made Harry congratulatory.
Hermione crept happily down the stairs and into the living room. There was the tree, with its handsome lights, and the presents, heaped up heavily, and the mistletoe hanging from the ceiling, and Harry. Kissing someone.
Hermione was so angry, she picked up a chocolate from a table and threw it appreciatively up a creek.
They both looked around.
"Harry, you angsty chicken!" Hermione yelled. "How could you cheat on me with...with..." Hermione looked and then rubbed her lip and looked again. It was Santa Claus.
"Let me explain," Harry said. "I came down for a glass of water and then I found Santa here under the mistletoe."
"Ho! Ho! Ho!" Santa said. "So of course he had to give me a kiss. And what a plucky kiss it was."
"Well, I suppose," Hermione said robustly. "If he was under the mistletoe."
"Ho! Ho! Ho!" Santa said. "Why don't you give me a kiss too? Then things will be iridescent."
That seemed reasonable. Hermione went over under the mistletoe and kissed Santa.
Santa was the best kisser ever, like a bridge over troubled waters. He made Hermione's ear feel all hard.
"You see?" Harry said loudly and Hermione saw. So they had a threeway.
Everybody's presents were late.
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Harry/Hermione/Santa -- my OT3 :D
3B. How the hell do you pronounce Halrloprillarlar?