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Aug 17, 2004 16:25

Have had my book with me, but didn't feel like writing in it. What's there to write? I work during the day, come home, collapse or vomit, depending on how many new secret ingredients were slipped into my bottle of water at work, and then either wait for Marietta to pop over here or I go to her. It's terribly lonely here. Perhaps I should go home. ( Read more... )

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seeing_pink August 17 2004, 13:36:16 UTC
You're a saviour, Cho!

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swanchang August 18 2004, 07:32:06 UTC
There's a new one. You're welcome, Parvati.

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fletchfinchley August 17 2004, 17:25:47 UTC
You need to find new employment, Countess.

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swanchang August 18 2004, 07:32:48 UTC
They pay surprisingly well, Princess, and the memories will last me a lifetime.

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bittercakes August 17 2004, 23:06:40 UTC
I can't believe you survived 18 hours of that boringness.

Sorry darling, but you know I only liked quidditch when you were one of the players.

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swanchang August 18 2004, 07:34:56 UTC
You're too kind, Duchess, really.

And it was the first eighteen hours so it wasn't really boring. The audience was fun to watch. Everyone kept thinking yes, the Seeker dove! It's going to end! And it's still going on, which is hilarious in its own right, don't you think?

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bittercakes August 18 2004, 12:00:56 UTC
Oh haha. You say that as if I enjoy watching people suffer severe boringness.

Which may be true.

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