Squire was raped on Friday night. I met the fucker, an abusive ex-boyfriend who was going to 'just drop her home'. We went over there in the middle of the night because we were worried and aye, he was there. She said he was passed out drunk and wouldn't wake until morning, and that it would be okay. I said I would return in the morning to check ( Read more... )

I am supposed to be working on assignments at the moment. I have pensive music playing. I interpreted a rune casting for Squire this afternoon. There was no magic in it, of course, just a knowledge of her situation and some basic psychology. I told her what she wanted to hear and she listened because she knows she can trust me ( Read more... )

Well, Girlthing 2.0 has been locked out of her house and needs somewhere new to live. Squire got kicked out of her flat (and had a nervous breakdown and walked out of work so also needs a new job) and needs somewhere to live. And our temporary flatmate who is staying here while he looks for a new place to live...bizarrely enough also needs ( Read more... )

I am so fucking exhausted ( Read more... )

If it's on the internet, it must be true.I should be sleeping right about now...I have work early. In theory, I'm going to ride Blaine to work in the morning. Go see my folks after work. Ride home from my folks' place. It's a good theory, if somewhat jitter-making in that I haven't actually successfully ridden Blaine to work before. (Breaking ( Read more... )

One of the girls at work is taking Spanish at university; I was going to take it as well, and we would study with each other, but the PTB declared I was already doing enough papers and declined my enrolment. It took four and a half months for us to crack. She's teaching me Spanish anyway. It helps her learn and it's just fun for me ( Read more... )