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skoosiepants) wrote2004-11-21 04:30 pm
skoosiepants) wrote2004-11-21 04:30 pm
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More random who-zits
Don't Let's Start Chapter six is now up on the AT.
Sparkly dancing boys are my favorite.
Will Ferrel is a comic genius.
Roxy the pitbull is dumb as a box of rocks. Possibly dumber. (but I love her anyway)
*hugs![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sanityinstrife and jess_bot* It's that kind of day.
After a recent experiment, I found out I can watch hours of Fairly Odd Parents and still be fully entertained.
My fishtank is dirty. How am I gonna handle a koi pond?
Pirate Booty is inviting David Hasselhoff to her wedding, just to get the decline letter. Seriously.
I suggested she get Mr. T to officiate. Note to self: Best. Idea. Ever.
I just watched A Cinderella Story with Hillary Duff and damned if I didn't think it was just adorable. Sue me.
sanityinstrife: Maybe an abandoned warehouse? Converted into a top-secret lair? I gotta see a man about some carp.
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Harry was in love with Oliver, though. Everyone but Oliver knew. The Scotsman was oblivious, of course, and Harry winced every time the older boy said Percy’s name.
He didn’t go to uni, but Harry played rugby with Blaise three times a week, and on Sunday mornings he’d drag Hermione to Marmaduke’s for raspberry Danish and Turkish coffee.
The boy had a sweet face, and Hermione thought his green eyes looked huge and owlish behind his rounded specs. He wasn’t conventionally handsome, but she couldn’t imagine why Oliver didn’t see him, especially since he slept sprawled in front of the telly almost every night, inches from Oliver’s couch.
Percy resembled a giant stork. Perhaps Harry wasn’t flashy enough for him.
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Sparkly dancing boys are my favorite.
Will Ferrel is a comic genius.
Roxy the pitbull is dumb as a box of rocks. Possibly dumber. (but I love her anyway)
*hugs
sanityinstrife and jess_bot* It's that kind of day.After a recent experiment, I found out I can watch hours of Fairly Odd Parents and still be fully entertained.
My fishtank is dirty. How am I gonna handle a koi pond?
Pirate Booty is inviting David Hasselhoff to her wedding, just to get the decline letter. Seriously.
I suggested she get Mr. T to officiate. Note to self: Best. Idea. Ever.
I just watched A Cinderella Story with Hillary Duff and damned if I didn't think it was just adorable. Sue me.
sanityinstrife: Maybe an abandoned warehouse? Converted into a top-secret lair? I gotta see a man about some carp.***
Harry was in love with Oliver, though. Everyone but Oliver knew. The Scotsman was oblivious, of course, and Harry winced every time the older boy said Percy’s name.
He didn’t go to uni, but Harry played rugby with Blaise three times a week, and on Sunday mornings he’d drag Hermione to Marmaduke’s for raspberry Danish and Turkish coffee.
The boy had a sweet face, and Hermione thought his green eyes looked huge and owlish behind his rounded specs. He wasn’t conventionally handsome, but she couldn’t imagine why Oliver didn’t see him, especially since he slept sprawled in front of the telly almost every night, inches from Oliver’s couch.
Percy resembled a giant stork. Perhaps Harry wasn’t flashy enough for him.
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