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[mr_bzabini]

[Private]How can life be so utterly, pathetically, confusing? How can one small thought, create another thousand thoughts, and stem into a web of confusion? I feel impotent. Impotent is actually, the complete opposite of my physical reaction to the situation I have been unceremoniously thrust into. But it definitely describes my mental stability at

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[greenwithpride]

You missed an interesting party, Blaise.
How were your holidays? Your cryptic entry says nothing of how you spent them.

[mr_bzabini]

Holidays = My shity rat infested house.

(Note: Rat infested does not really mean rats are in my house.)

[greenwithpride]

I'm sorry to hear that, it sounds worse then where I spent the majority of my holidays.

[mr_bzabini]

It wasn’t all bad.

Some of it was a lot better than bad. But then that dissolved into confusion. I don’t like being confused.

[greenwithpride]

Nor do I.

We missed you on Thursday evening, you know.

[mr_bzabini]

I was.. erm.. preoccupied on Thursday.

I heard I missed a good en’ though.

[greenwithpride]

Good being the understatement of the century.

Crabbe put on a bit of a show for us, quite entertaining.

[mr_bzabini]

A show? Why am I worried?