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Below are the 16 most recent journal entries recorded in
hardly_angelic's InsaneJournal:
| Friday, October 2nd, 2009 | |
| 3:40 pm | I miss my doorless house. I liked it better. LEE! I'm coming over. |
| Saturday, September 26th, 2009 | |
| 12:01 am | James? The one who is my roommate... You wouldn't happen to know what happened to our front door, would you? It seems to be... missing. How does a front door go missing? And is there a place to get replacement doors? Or... shall we just put plastic wrap over the door frame and see how many people run into it?? Lee, did you take my door? Wait no. You were with me. You couldn't have taken the door... |
| Thursday, September 10th, 2009 | |
| 8:19 pm | HEY, Roomie person... James Potter, right? I think the first one, not the one who is my future nephew... I guess we have to specify around here. We should probably meet sometime. Just for kicks. And just in case you happen to pass by the kitchen, it's not on fire... any more. I tried to cook again. We have one wall that's a tiny bit--OKAY, a lot singed. And it stinks. LEEEEE can I stay with you tonight? And you have to cook for me. I tried to make a can of soup but apparently soup can be flammable. Who knew? |
| Sunday, August 16th, 2009 | |
| 1:10 pm | KATIE BELL HELLO! Just wanted to greet you officially. You need to come over now. And Lee too. Oh wait he's already here. Hi Lee. |
| Wednesday, August 12th, 2009 | |
| 12:01 am | Private: Lee I have questions. |
| Wednesday, August 5th, 2009 | |
| 11:39 pm | Oh happiness, I didn't know how much I had missed you until now. This place is shaping up to be pretty nice, despite the whole creepy Rita Skeeter watching our every move thing, and the waiting tables thing, and the not being a REAL world thing. I approve. |
| Tuesday, July 21st, 2009 | |
| 12:34 am | [Private: Roxie] Haven't heard from you in awhile. You didn't disappear on me, did you? I miss you. [Private: Lee] Come over? |
| Thursday, June 25th, 2009 | |
| 10:58 am | Has anyone seen Ginny? It's been a bit since I've seen her and since I live with her... well, it seems odd. I think I'm starting to get younger again. Let's hope the de-aging stops where it's supposed to and I don't wind up looking like a five-year-old. |
| Sunday, June 21st, 2009 | |
| 12:21 pm | The fuck. I'm OLD. This is so not cool, guys... |
| Tuesday, June 16th, 2009 | |
| 11:04 pm | I didn't really drop off of the face of Lockewood. Not sure if that's fortunate or unfortunate. I suppose it just is. I've just been working a lot of double shifts. Keep getting scheduled for them and all, and then I managed to lose my journal. Found it in the supply pantry at the restaurant today. All the doubles paid off though. I have a few days off work now. Anyone want to meet up? do something? |
| Tuesday, May 26th, 2009 | |
| 4:05 pm | Merlin's bollocks. I have children... Shit. I've never had a family before, and now I have kids. Who are twins. Why did no one tell me they were twins? And one of them is older than me right now, which is oh so awkward. |
| Friday, May 22nd, 2009 | |
| 2:19 pm | Ginny, you're not allergic to dogs or anything, are you? I should have asked before I went to the pet store but I've been missing Quaffle so much that when I was passing Bark Hiss Glup today I couldn't help it. I walked in. Of course I should have known the moment I walked in the door I'd fall in love with one of the dogs. My new puppy's name is Snitch. He's a border collie and right now he's absolutely tiny. Of course my paycheck and tips are completely blown now after I bought all the supplies but it's not like I need that much money around here. If I'm going to stay here, I might as well feel at home. Just, if for some reason I disappear from here can someone take care of him for me? I don't want to leave him alone. |
| Tuesday, May 19th, 2009 | |
| 11:42 am | I can't play Quidditch. Which sucks. But if people are starting teams, I can coach and... well, maybe it wouldn't hurt if I had a hobby. And since I know you future Weasleys are my future family but I don't really know you right now... well, can I open up my own team? Is there some sort of rule against that? Because there are a lot of people who might want to play and more teams wouldn't necessarily be a bad thing. And now I'm going to work to wait tables. That's something I've never done before, and to be honest it was probably a good thing. I'm not exactly a people person. The service industry seems like a huge mistake but who am I to complain? Certainly not to the great high overlady Rita Skeeter. If you come into the restaurant this afternoon, don't be a bitch, all right? I'd hate to get fired my first day for throwing a tray at someone. |
| Monday, May 18th, 2009 | |
| 9:24 pm | I finally picked up the newspaper that's been sitting on the front porch all afternoon. Just one question. Is she fucking SERIOUS? Holy fucking mother of GODRIC, if this Lockewood place just exists so that that Skeeter bitch has a captive readership for her bloody gossip rag, then she really needs to get over herself. She didn't have any credibility in the real world, what makes her think that dropping us all in this place is gonna change anything? Everyone knows she's full of shit! I need a drink. Anyone want to show me where the pub is? |
| Sunday, May 17th, 2009 | |
| 6:05 pm | Okay, so where exactly am I? Because this is not my flat and I have no recollection of how I got here. If I died, well... I guess that's not so out of the question. If I'm dead and this is the afterlife, where the fuck is Fred? I've got some catching up to do with him. And if I'm not dead, can someone please explain why I'm here... apparently living with Ginny who last I checked is decidedly not dead and yet not here (as in in this house) either... and will be working as a waitress. Huh. Didn't remember applying for that job. I thought in the afterlife we all got to sit around and strum on harps or something. Oh, in case anyone out there actually knows me, I'm Angelina Johnson. And I'd really like to find the exit. Or wake up. This would make way more sense if it's just a dream. |
| 3:16 am | Angelina Johnson for as much as she runs, she's still here always hoping to find something quicker than heaven to make the damage of her days ( disappear ) |