Mar 08, 2008 17:36
I don't know why on earth people I've never even met decided that I, for some reason, am not real, among other things, but it's happened way too many times this morning for me to pretend it isn't happening. Let's get this over with.
Of course I'm a real person. I have a birth certificate. I have a Social Security card. I have a library card.
Sir Didymus was not a fox. I have a feeling he'd be upset to hear that. He looked more like a fox-terrier - yes, of course there's a difference.
If given the choice, I'd rather spend the day in the oubliette than with the Fireys.
It's not a movie, it's a play, and one hardly ever performed, at that.
If anyone else asks me why I did what I did, all I have to say is that I really hope you don't have any siblings.
((OOC: Weep with me, my laptop is dead! I have a borrowed computer for now and most likely tomorrow. I'm getting the dead computer checked on Tuesday, so keep your fingers crossed that it will be something quick and easy, and I won't have to miss the remainder of the week.
...thanks to Harry, Sarah's memories are back, as you can see.))
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