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Okay, that gossip sheet? Seriously needs to learn to throw some truth in with the outlandish lies. Because hi, I would know if my best friend were knocked up, thank you very much. And as for who is potentially knocked up, I know that too and I'm not saying word one. That kind of thing's private, people.

And that whole thing about who was the father? Excuse me, if Luke's knocking up anybody, it's gonna be me! Er, not that we've done anything that would potentially lead to getting knocked up. We're fifteen! Plus I'm pretty sure that if his mother found out, she'd fly back here and smack us both upside the head. That woman still scares me and she's not even in the country anymore.

Anyway! Thanksgiving was pretty awesome, but the best part was actually the day after. Bunch of us from the boarding house actually got our asses up before the ass crack of dawn and hit the sales. None of us came away with any of the really good stuff, but I managed to knock out like all of my Christmas shopping already. Well, save for Astrid, Frankie, Luke, and Aidan. But everybody else, your stuff is currently sitting in my closet. Try touching it and I'll kill you dead.

KATIE BELL!

WHAT HAPPENED TO OUR DORM ROOM?

MERLIN DID YOU KILL SOMEONE?

BLOODY HELL WHAT IS THIS STUFF?

I CAN'T EVEN---

I CAN'T SIT AND--

OH GROSS IT'S EVERYWHERE!

WHO: Katie Bell
WHEN: Thanksgiving morning.
WHERE: Thalia Hall, dorm and lounge.
WHAT: Narrative. Katie spends her day off working on a project.
RATING: PG, for the lulz.
STATUS: Complete.

( Attempt 1. )

It's a good thing I don't sleep very much and never have -- got that from my father -- because between school and parenting, there's far too little time for sleep. Rufus seems to share this opinion at the moment, since he's currently crashed on the living room couch at the moment -- and he barely managed to get that far after he shambled in the door with a distinctly exhausted look on his face. He'll be up soon, though, and then I think we're an extremely late dinner. What? He's a musician. Musicians keep weird hours.

Until then, I'm going to be looking at my daughter and laughing my head off. Her skin's pink. And not that pink that you get when you're healthy and there's good blood flow and all that. No, this is crayon pink. I'm probably a bad mother for finding it so amusing, but oh well. Need to actually get that fixed, though, since the amusement factor's going to wear off and she's just about old enough to notice when people are staring at her. And she's a gentle kid, so that staring is going to make her feel bad. Can't have that.

So this means I need to contact the girls at the university that offered to fix this.

I have a job now! That's pretty big news.

But if my metabolism gives out and I gain thirty pounds from eating pie, I blame everyone who ever told me to be responsible.

I think I just got broken up with.

There needs to be some kind of damn guide book for this kind of thing. Or a connect-the-dots map.

... and now I'm pondering the connect-the-dots breakup map and getting even more confused. See the influence you've had on me, boys?

If I hadn't just written part of what Thanksgiving is like next week, I probably would have forgotten about the holiday altogether.

Got thrown out of Best Buy today. Because of Slimer. He of course doesn't think it's a bad thing because he got a free DVD - or I should say, he stole it and can go to JAIL. A ghost getting locked up, impossible I know, but HE doesn't know that.

And really, he grabbed The Monkees complete dvd collection... The Monkees. It couldn't have been something I even remotely enjoyed. So now, Davy Jones' voice is going to haunt me in my sleep tonight. And possibly the rest of my life as I've heard "Hey, Hey We're the Monkees" over 12 times now..

I never thought I'd say this, but I would actually rather live with Egon and deal with his spores and fungus projects.

If anyone needs me I'll be in my other office (the one I'm not supposed to talk about) getting sleep.

Katie and I ventured to the beach to see the ocean. I've never seen the ocean up close before like that. And it's cold! It's so cold! Is it always so cold? Katie decided she needed to get closer to it and run around. Once you're even the slightest bit wet, you might as well dive in. My clothes are still drying. I've put, at least, three drying charms on them. It's just taking forever for some reason. No matter. I don't need them tomorrow, so I'm not too worried.

I do feel a little sniffly, though. I'm sure it's nothing. Madame Pince usually said it was something in the air irritating my nose. I'm just going to write these sniffles off to that.

You know, I've only been here for about a week, or less, and I'm sincerely happy that I ended up here. I was slightly irritated at first. I play Quidditch, so I thought that was what I was going to be doing. But the idea of being able to go to school and learn muggle subjects is, actually, pretty exciting.

I've decided to study Molecular Biology. Mum told me bits about Biology a few years ago, so I remembered the word. I read up on just what it is, and it sort of reminds me of what Dad does back home. And the whole living in a dorm again with Katie is going to be exciting. We have the most amazing neighbors. They were so warm and welcoming to us when we first arrived. Definitely going to be nice living next to those guys.

Katie and I are going to that Giving Thanks thing on Saturday. I think I found a pilgrim dress. It's brown, so I hope that's okay. Most of the pictures have women in black with the white aprons and bonnets. I decided not to wear the bonnet, but hopefully that won't mess up anything on the Giving Thanks ceremony.

I'm definitely going to be making an appearance at Selphie's Thanksgiving get together. Sounds like it's going to be a lot of fun. I'm guessing after that whole vision event, we could use something fun, yeah?

Kind of surprised that the semester's almost over. I'm not sure what I'm going to do over break, though. I'll probably see if I can get some extra hours and relax before the spring semester.

Oh, uh, Finn? I was going through some of the papers I still had in the storage compartment of my skimmer? I found your proposal to genetically alter pies to grow legs. I think I was suppose to present it to someone? Or was I suppose to send it to someone? I don't remember, but I have a feeling that, even here, pies cannot be altered to grow legs. No matter the argument, I don't think it can be done, dude.

Piper
I need to

( Private Message to Finn )

i think i figured it out how to use a

I almost fell on Digby when I passed out. And as troubling and horrifying as that event would have been I think the fact that what I saw was everything I wanted to do and hoped to do - and I did it just not... really. Though having seen it and watched myself do it and have objects from said event should make it real, doesn't it? I think I've possibly thought too much into this as thinking about that made me think about what was really real and what I think is real and if by thinking it's real makes it real but only to me because I'm the one thinking it real. Okay, I've clearly thought about it too much.

But. (And I know that's a horrible grammatical error but it was to make a point seeing as typing over a computer you can't really put in the pauses and your mind jumps to conclusions on what my voice sounds like and how I talk. And for the record I do ramble quickly like that.) It's comforting to know that I can sleep easy tonight that none of those secrets, or the gossip column thing, deal with my life. Not that I think I'm significant enough to have expectations that they should. I thought about posting one but the fact that it'd be ungratifying to anyone but myself made me wonder if I should spend the time. Then I realized I felt compelled to put on a record and type.

I honestly could have gone the rest of my life without a laptop.

Another employee or two for the holiday season would be appreciated - I need to remind myself in the morning to put the help wanted sign out on one of the windows.

Well the anonymous posting is interesting and makes me somewhat paranoid but -- I like it.

We had a birthday for Sid earlier this week. He's like a kid, it's adorable. (And I recently found out their lifespan in captivity is up to 26 years.. haven't mentioned it to Gray yet, kind of makes me wonder how many mornings he'll be able to stand me opening Sid's cage and letting the little guy wake him up.) Though taking care of Sid and Gray, is a handful sometimes. Oh! And we found out he loves being tickled. Sid, not Gray - I actually don't know if Gray is generally ticklish... I think this might be a bad thing that I'm not sure. But I'll definitely work on solving that mystery. In the meantime, here's Sid:



Excuse the random song, movie maker decided to conk out last second and wouldn't let me loop it. They're a local band though, they bar hop a lot, you should go check them out.

Also I'm thinking of dying my hair. I don't know yet, but maybe brunette? I can always do the temporary kind and change it back if I don't like it? Hmm.

1:25PM I think I broke AIM.
1:30PM Yep. I broke it. Or deleted it. Sorry for anyone who wanted to make an order over IM.

5:44PM I fell asleep on the beach today. Good thing the tide came in. But my pants are wet now.

6:07PM Closing up shop.
6:51PM I think I need a haircut.. But I don't want to have it like, butchered again.

OKAY SO!

HI EVERYONE!

This is probably very last minute, but I was thinking and, thanks to Claire who explained Thanksgiving to me, I totally think we should do a HUGE Thanksgiving dinner thing! Like, everyone in the dorm halls who probably won't have people to go home to -- WE CAN HAVE A DINNER! I mean, it won't be anything hosted. People just bring their own food and stuff. And, we could invite the high school kids who might not have their family here.

YEAH? I think it would be pretty awesome! The dorm hall is HUGE and we could TOTALLY hold it here! Maybe this weekend? On Saturday?

WHO IS WITH ME???

Oh oh! Will it snow soon? I heard it snows a lot here! I haven't seen a lot of snow since the last time I was in Trabia. And we had a lot of snow and I loved running around in it and building stuff. I loved making snow angels and having snow battles! AND FORTS! Lots of snow forts, okay? That's a must!

And, um, is it true that there's some guy in town who's selling TURKEY HUNTS???

THAT'S HORRIBLE!