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So what I went on a "date" with Angeline Ruet. I didn't fuck her. Surely that amounts to some acknowledgment of my self-imposed restraints, no?
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A houseplant I brought into this pseudo-apartment has eaten two textbooks. I know this because I sat there and watched it do it, and they werne't mine but noone has asked where they've gone yet.
I broke Granger's coffee mug when I was fighting with Star. Unfortunately it hit the windowsill and not her, but it still shattered and I couldn't be bothered inding my wand to mend it. I also dropped acid and smoked copious amounts of cigarettes in her favourite armchair, stubbed said cigarettes out on a "CD" and told Colby to drag my girlfriend out from under my bed because it would require me expending energy to do it myself.
I ended up having to do it. Lazy bitch.
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But now, my plant wants another meal and it's looking hungrily at my laptop, so I must go and find it another of my flatmates texts, go find my cigarettes and smoke them in that armchair, and reply to Narcissa's owls [Yes, she's started speaking to me again- she can't be bothered having another son at age 34 and I'm the only one she's got that can knock up a witch and give her another heir after me] and do some other stuff.
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A houseplant I brought into this pseudo-apartment has eaten two textbooks. I know this because I sat there and watched it do it, and they werne't mine but noone has asked where they've gone yet.
I broke Granger's coffee mug when I was fighting with Star. Unfortunately it hit the windowsill and not her, but it still shattered and I couldn't be bothered inding my wand to mend it. I also dropped acid and smoked copious amounts of cigarettes in her favourite armchair, stubbed said cigarettes out on a "CD" and told Colby to drag my girlfriend out from under my bed because it would require me expending energy to do it myself.
I ended up having to do it. Lazy bitch.
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But now, my plant wants another meal and it's looking hungrily at my laptop, so I must go and find it another of my flatmates texts, go find my cigarettes and smoke them in that armchair, and reply to Narcissa's owls [Yes, she's started speaking to me again- she can't be bothered having another son at age 34 and I'm the only one she's got that can knock up a witch and give her another heir after me] and do some other stuff.