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I found a Constable Ichabod Crane livejournal
account that someone had created and they actually
wrote quite a lot in it.
This does make me wonder who this Sleepy Hollow fan
actually is. Anyone know? lol.
Heres the url:
http://constable-crane.livejournal.com/
I found reading it quite amusing. One of the entries:
Saturday, November 15th, 2003
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10:20 pm - I HATE spiders...
Oh, good God, I wish I could forget the past few minutes. I am too embarassed to think very straight.
Katrina knocked on my door with new sheets for my bed, and I, forgetting that I was without a shirt, invited her in hastily.
...Let me just say that this left me feeling utterly embarassed and foolish, and Katrina somewhat amused at my predicament, I believe. Oh, she is sure to laugh at me and spread this story around the town. Just what I need; MORE humiliation.
After this, I heard her scream from the hallway, and it turns out she had tripped. Then we encountered a terribly ferocious spider, and I did not handle it very well, to say the least. Katrina was not the least bit afraid of it. I felt even more embarassed after that.
I must sleep now; I have had enough humiliation for one night.
current mood: embarrassed
account that someone had created and they actually
wrote quite a lot in it.
This does make me wonder who this Sleepy Hollow fan
actually is. Anyone know? lol.
Heres the url:
http://constable-crane.livejournal.com/
I found reading it quite amusing. One of the entries:
Saturday, November 15th, 2003
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10:20 pm - I HATE spiders...
Oh, good God, I wish I could forget the past few minutes. I am too embarassed to think very straight.
Katrina knocked on my door with new sheets for my bed, and I, forgetting that I was without a shirt, invited her in hastily.
...Let me just say that this left me feeling utterly embarassed and foolish, and Katrina somewhat amused at my predicament, I believe. Oh, she is sure to laugh at me and spread this story around the town. Just what I need; MORE humiliation.
After this, I heard her scream from the hallway, and it turns out she had tripped. Then we encountered a terribly ferocious spider, and I did not handle it very well, to say the least. Katrina was not the least bit afraid of it. I felt even more embarassed after that.
I must sleep now; I have had enough humiliation for one night.
current mood: embarrassed