| lucy; pluto is a planet in my heart ( @ 2009-06-18 22:45:00 |
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Update: do not feel as badly, but also am exhausted and sleeping now.
Just letting you all know I am alive.
Tags will come tomorrow in order of logs (from the ones I tagged least recently to most recently) and THEN comments, because otherwise I will get distracted so, so hard. And also I will not be on aim until I do the logs.
Re: Sally-Anne & the trial. Yes she was there, and she would so be there for Ellie, THANKS SO MUCH WAYNE. :[ and I will respond to my journal comments/baby things later I swear!
Re: ...I can't remember if anyone else asked me something, I just glanced over the flist. And read about Malfoy relationships.
Oh right. Re: Neville. Em & Kat, Eddie apparently gave his journal back with a comment that made him more creeped out about Sylvie (Lari! ...I think he's just scared of her in general, though, we know this) so yeah. He'd have mentioned that.
Also I will update EC journals tomorrow.
MY TO DO LIST WILL BE DONE.
Mostly because I don't work. So.
Also I really am loopy on meds, wtf was with my last entry. I forgot punctuation on one sentence. :[
Um, and because I'm a sheep? What patterns do you associate with my roleplaying? (For example, with Harry Potter RPing, this can include things like gender, house, blood status, physical details, PBs, family, personalities, eras, specific characters, etc.)
And because it is true: If there is one person or more on your friends list who makes your world a better place just because they exist, and who you would not have met (in real life or not) without the Internet, then post this same sentence in your journal.
And now I'm going to sleep. wtf work. We have been crazy busy mostly because they cut hours and now we have like, three people to cover and entire freaking store.
I hate it when corporate tries to get Smart. If they want to cover the store with imaginary people (or imaginary estimations of our ability to be in five places simultaneously) I THINK THEY SHOULD DO IT THEMSELVES. OKAY?
And also if one more customer yells at me for not having that shoe in THEIR SIZE I will possibly explode with guts and all. Or when I am expected to understand wtf shirt they are talking about from "you know, the one that comes in all the different colours. It was in your ad!"
WELL GEE THAT NARROWS IT DOWN.
...I'm done complaining, I swear, bed now.