You're pretty when I'm drunk! And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk!
Happy-Fuuuuuuuucking-Easter, pissers!
I hope your vacation is going as well as can be expected. I imagine you're all having just as much fun as you can have while having none.
Me? I'm staying in a cheap little piss spot in Hogsmeade until this worthless excuse for a break is over. It's quite cute. Like those little homey places your parents tell you about when you're a kid. I've made great use of my time, buying little chocolate eggs and marshmallow chicks to pelt at the passing kids from my window. They all seem to appreciate the free candy. Other than that, I've been getting drunk. Hallelujah!
Everyone has gone home for Easter break. Saw Pansy trying to ruin lives the other day, and failing. I think she's burnt out, which kinda bums me out to be honest. I have no idea what Draco is up to. Anyone seen Draco? Where's my darling little Draco? I do not know. I'd like to think he hung himself with his tie while he was trying out autoerotic asphyxiation in the closet. Though I thinking he most likely went home as well, or stole Ginny away for a week of wining, dining, romance and fucking.
Other than that, nada. Nothing. Niente. I'm tired. I'm napping.
I hope your vacation is going as well as can be expected. I imagine you're all having just as much fun as you can have while having none.
Me? I'm staying in a cheap little piss spot in Hogsmeade until this worthless excuse for a break is over. It's quite cute. Like those little homey places your parents tell you about when you're a kid. I've made great use of my time, buying little chocolate eggs and marshmallow chicks to pelt at the passing kids from my window. They all seem to appreciate the free candy. Other than that, I've been getting drunk. Hallelujah!
Everyone has gone home for Easter break. Saw Pansy trying to ruin lives the other day, and failing. I think she's burnt out, which kinda bums me out to be honest. I have no idea what Draco is up to. Anyone seen Draco? Where's my darling little Draco? I do not know. I'd like to think he hung himself with his tie while he was trying out autoerotic asphyxiation in the closet. Though I thinking he most likely went home as well, or stole Ginny away for a week of wining, dining, romance and fucking.
Other than that, nada. Nothing. Niente. I'm tired. I'm napping.