Cedric Diggory=Aziraphale (Monkeys=parakeets) Yay for nonexistent slash (I'm high on crappy poetry)

http://www.livejournal.com/users/roz_mcclure/626622.html
MELISSA AND LIISHI READ THAT NOWNOWNOW.

Also everyone else, because it is funny. (but picture-heavy, so go easy on the dialup)

I am currently in history. I have one period to write a poem about religion, of all things. Goddamn.

Sometimes I wish I was male.

Finally I feel like I'm in some kind of shape for writing. I haven't done any NaNo this week - but that's okay, I already knew it wouldn't be finished this month - I'm going to finish it anyway, then write a detailed character description for each person, and then rewrite the whole thing from scratch. This is what i get for starting a novel like I start a short story - one major idea and some side notes. I need a plot outline for something this big to stay consistent and have any kind of pace - well, now I know. I think I'll separate my topics into two entries complete with le lj-cut OF DETH, so people who don't particularly want to hear about my mental health can skip over to the next entry to read about Dan's party.

( Chemical Death )

Doorknobs and thongs and guitars, oh my!

I only got told about Dan's party at the last minute. A going away party, since he'll be in South Africa for the next eight months or something. I went to Avi's house for ease of transportation - we were both going to get a lift with someone who, you know, actually had car/license. This proved less simple that expected. Liza was her traditional self and told us she had no idea how she was getting there or indeed whether she was going yet (This being a few hours before the party was due to start). Laivi proved extremely elusive, with his phone turned off. Eventually Stan told us he was getting a lift with, er, somebody or other. Yay, says we. And so we wait. and wait. A few hours later, up show Sasha and Jason. Yay, says we. Then they drive away from us and go for a spin around the block. Ha, ha, says we.

( Cut for length, alcohol, swearing, underwear and Robin Williams )