| 1 September 1979 |
[Sep. 1st, 2011|12:58 pm] |
I miss sleeping and eating and that bit of my leg I just scratched off and sleeping and
It feels like I've been here forever. How long has it been anyway? |
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| 26 August 1979 |
[Aug. 26th, 2011|05:12 pm] |
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Gotta love how purists only give a fuck about Tinworth when something bad happens there. I'm sure all those dead Muggles are THRILLED about the Abraxan races. |
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| 23 August 1979 |
[Aug. 23rd, 2011|02:30 pm] |
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Bleeding hell. I've always hated being sick. It's boring and I hurt all fucking over. Then there's the itching. But I think turning into an inferius has given me a new appreciation for colds and shit. At least then I could just have a pepper-up potion and be on my way. But don't worry, Meliflua. I fully intend to be healed up and back to work in no time. So save a hug for me, yeah? And don't mind my crusty sores. You know, or the lung I'm probably going to cough up on you. |
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| 11 August 1979 |
[Aug. 11th, 2011|12:56 pm] |
Well. This is mental. Seems like just yesterday I was trying to see how many spitballs I could get in Prewett's hair without him noticing.
WARDED TO MARLENE MCKINNON-PREWETT.I've got a box of Cocoa Pops with your name on it, babe. |
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