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[05 Jul 2006|08:13am] |
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You'd think that someone raised surrounded by masters of manipulation would have better social skills than this.
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Is it at all possible that I could get worse at this?
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[15 Jun 2006|10:36pm] |
Theo reached for the salt around the edge of his book. Finding Pansy's note there, he read it, blinked in shock, and reached for his journal.
Private to Pansy Parkinson:
Pansy,
What the bloody hell is going on? How ill is he?
Invite him to return here. Doubtless Snape's in cahoots with Potter, and Potter's at his side right now. I wouldn't mind sharing my bathroom with him so long as it gets him out from under Potter's blasted fingertips. Inform him that Kebby will be happy to wait on him hand and foot, and I have nothing better to do during my day either.
...although please don't use those exact words.
~Theo.
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[13 Jun 2006|08:14pm] |
(The subject of this entry is crossed out multiple times and was obviously once various curse words)
Private:
Bloody fucking hell.
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Oh, thank Merlin she's probably going to go after Potter, Snape, Draco, or a Gryffindor first. I'm so low on her list I'll have a pretty good head start...
Merlin, Theo. You are quite horrible.
Self preservation, Theo.
Cowardice, Theo.
....never claimed to be a Gryffindor.
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[09 Apr 2006|10:27pm] |
This "cooking" thing is so much harder than I'd orginally estimated. I simply don't understand how people can mix things as tasteless as flour and milk and get the dishes that arrive warmed (or chilled) at the table.
I don't believe I'll ever understand it.
Perhaps a dinner somewhere sufficiently proper would make me feel less intimidated by that horrible stove.
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