13 February 1981

[everydaybystorm]

When Jo told me three years ago that she wanted Ludo Bagman to take her out, I'm pretty sure this is not what she meant.

Still. A few broken ribs and a broken finger or two, this is nothing.

Comments

[mildlyinsulting]

Is it wrong of me to consider this karma?

Yeeouch.

[everydaybystorm]

Worse than the time Tamino Chang got her but I suppose that's to be expected.

[Private: Vicana]
I'm trying not to feel like this is karma.

[mildlyinsulting]

Well, the difference between Tamino Chang and Ludo Bagman being about six inches and three stone...

[Private: Vicana]
Oh good, it's not just me.

Private: Vicana

[everydaybystorm]

No. She's my sister and all, but it's damn vindicating to watch her cry and realise she's human after all.

Private: Vicana

[mildlyinsulting]

Oh yeah.

What's been with you? I haven't actually heard from you in awhile.

Private: Vicana

[everydaybystorm]

Valentine's Day.

Private: Vicana

[mildlyinsulting]

Cake!

Oh sorry, we're not playing word association?

Private: Vicana

[everydaybystorm]

If we are, wedding.

I'm just trying to make sure I don't ruin Valentine's Day.

Private: Vicana

[mildlyinsulting]

Ring!

Why plan on ruining it or not when Dan Mulciber or Bertram Aubrey will do that for you, all by mentioning my name?

Private: Vicana

[everydaybystorm]

Boxing?

Thanks. I can always depend on you for the optimistic outlook.

Private: Vicana

[mildlyinsulting]

Gloves.

You know me. The glass is always half full. (Unless you're giving me beer, and then you better damn well be giving me a completely full glass.)

Private: Vicana

[everydaybystorm]

I'm a moron.

Private: Vicana

[mildlyinsulting]

Why are you a moron?

Private: Vicana

[everydaybystorm]

GOD

I'm in my own personal hell.

Private: Vicana

[mildlyinsulting]

Stanton, pity party of one.

Okay, these are your boostraps. Pull yourself up by them.

Private: Vicana

[everydaybystorm]

THERE ARE NO BOOTSTRAPS.