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Jul 18, 2007 01:22

I think I sort of miscalculated just how busy my summer holiday was going to be. Things just keep popping up every day. Oh, say, like weird Death Eater boot camp?

I don't know how I'm going to work Prague in.

Daddy has said he's going to be throwing a party soon. This would mark, perhaps, his third in the past two weeks? I don't understand what he's trying to accomplish. He already knows everyone.

Or, well, everyone he needs to.
He doesn't much feel the need to associate with the scum at his office.
I know all too well how he heels.

*le sigh* The bittersweet life of the socialite.
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