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[Apr. 14th, 2008|10:54 pm] |
Alright! This is absolutely ridiculous!
A) we've already been through this. Prejudice (whether it be against Muggleborns or Purebloods) get us no where. I don't know whether to paint it on their foreheads or hand out flyers. It's not a difficult concept! DO YOU GET THE PICTURE!!!
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B) Being shot in the shoulder does not call for an extended stay in a hospital bed with nosy bloody medi-witches who come in and poke at it every few minutes and tell you the same bloody thing. "You'll have to stay a little while longer, dear. We need to keep an eye on it." It's a bloody flesh wound. That's it! The offending object has been removed. Someone else, who is actually hurt, could be putting this bed to better use.
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C) I should really cut back on the sacrificing myself to save people. I'm sure there are less painful ways of going about it |
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[Mar. 30th, 2008|05:27 pm] |
I personally love Sundays. In fact, it has to be my favourite day of the week....and no, it isn't because there is no post on Sunday. Sunday is the one day of the week where I have absolutely no obligations. No work, no social engagements. Just Ginny, the Kids, and I....well, Ginny had to do some errands so it's just the boys and I, but I'm certainly not complaining.
....Speaking of the boys, the house has suddenly gone quiet. Not a good sign...
James! The little bugger. My back was only turned for a moment.
I suppose his addition is far more interesting than my original entry, so I think I'll just leave it there. Besides, Ginny will kill me if one of the boys ends up with a piece of lego up their nose. Sounds strange but with these two, just about anything is possible. Constant Vigilance!! |
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