| Friday, March 31st, 2006 |
| 6:39 pm |
Part of the Gryffindors, Draco thought. Unloved by my family. A rat. Quite definitely about to die. What did I ever do to deserve this?
Well, yes, but apart from all that stuff. |
| Monday, March 20th, 2006 |
| 7:40 pm |
what do i dooooooo? |
| Saturday, March 18th, 2006 |
| 1:31 pm |
i'm paid up, i'm tired of living with mom and dad.....why aren't i leaving? |
| Sunday, February 26th, 2006 |
| 5:07 am |
I like to move it move it |
| Friday, February 3rd, 2006 |
| 7:47 pm |
Qui-Gon: Ha! I laugh at you, force, and your silly precognitive warnings! I pay you no heed. I have seen you for what you really are, a psychic network phone operator with delusions of grandeur! |
| Wednesday, January 25th, 2006 |
| 9:26 pm |
This fic brought to you by 'brain terrorist', [tm]Alestar: "Y'know, when you're just minding your own business, and a story tackles you to the ground and screams, 'Fuck you--write me.'" |
| Tuesday, January 3rd, 2006 |
| 9:41 pm |
Simon loved her but looked at her funny sometimes; Simon said she was crazy like big brothers do, and she said Mother may I and went away to make it be true. |
| Sunday, January 1st, 2006 |
| 1:04 am |
finished training at princess, got job at direct desk....more training for that on thurs and fri....woooot |
| 12:59 am |
I solemnly swear that i am up to no good Current Mood: quixotic |
| Saturday, December 31st, 2005 |
| 7:39 pm |
As usual, the Christmas celebrations at Hogwarts were spectacular. As usual, Snape was skulking about like a giant vulture, ready to pounce on the carcass of killed joy. |
| Sunday, December 18th, 2005 |
| 4:45 pm |
"Polar bears are nature's mexicans!" -Fairbanks, Sore Thumbs |
| Sunday, December 4th, 2005 |
| 8:03 pm |
"I bring the cheesy goodness," Xander said, stepping inside and shutting the door behind him. "It's my raison du fromage."
Willow giggled, but Buffy just wrinkled her nose in confusion. "French and I will never be on speaking terms," she said, plopping down on Willow's bed and sliding the cheese breadsticks between them.
Xander stuck his hands in his pockets. "Well, Buffster, all you really need to know is if a strange man asks 'voulez-vous coucher avec moi?', the answer is to punch him in the face." Willow's mouth was full, but her eyes smiled at him from across the room. |
| 7:45 pm |
"You know, if you ever need to talk," Angel said. He sounded funny, like he'd accidentally sat down in a vat of tapioca pudding. |
| 7:26 pm |
Yes, Sherman, I stopped using my cell while driving after that unfortunate incident with the bridge and the nearly dying." Lex lifted his head sharply. |
| 7:16 pm |
That was the funny thing about action movies. They always showed the big, climactic crash scene, but never the part after. The part where the heroes walked home in the dark and cold with grass-stained knees, wondering if there were any more giant mutant chickens roosting in the woods.
Current Mood: meh |
| 6:33 pm |
For a moment, Jack wonders if he's created a monster, because if he has, it's a very neat trick and one he'd like to repeat as often as possible. Current Mood: groggy |
| Friday, November 25th, 2005 |
| 3:19 pm |
got job at Princess Cruises. good. moving in with mom and dad....challenging. Need apartment within 6 months. |
| 3:09 pm |
moving now. need sanity |
| Sunday, November 13th, 2005 |
| 2:07 pm |
jury duty on tuuuuuuesday |
| Saturday, November 12th, 2005 |
| 5:32 pm |
?I can be smushy. What do you want??
?Oh, y?know? The house with the white picket fence, roses around the door, beautiful wife who adores me, lots of cute babies??
?I know where we can buy some babies,? Spike helpfully offered. |