BEDA FAIL

Hey! Usually I type a lot of shpeel here, but you don't care. Especially since all I was going to talk about was... oh, well. Never mind. It was not really interesting any way.
Eh.
Part 1: My Room
So, as we speak, I am writing from my living room. And I assume you want to know why. You don't want to? Man. You gys are a hard bunch to please.
Part 2: Still My Room
Yeah. I'm a gonna write about it anyways. As we speak, a ginge is painting my room. I know what you're thinking, how could I leave a ginge alone in my room, on account of the fact that gingers have no souls? Well, I disagree. I trust this one. Mostly beacuse I have no choice but to. My room, at the end of all of this, will be two different shades of teal with the age-old gold strip through the middle. ;).
Part 3: BEDA
I'm doing Blog Everyday in August. Or I was until I found out that I didn't blog yesterday. So I guess it's going to be blog everyday in August plus the first of September. Hope ya'll don't mind, but ti will be easier to reach my goal of some odd number of posts. I can't remember the abount at the moment, but it will come to me.
Part 4: Harry Potter
I realize I write about Harry Potter very often (speaking of which I'm going to be reviewing DHp2 on my other blog; link to it when I do) but this time it's serious. Like, serious writing.

I mean it.

Lexi and I are writing a book (current title: From The Ashes) about what it's like when James Potter is a school. The second James Potter, in case you were wondering. I've written the first chapter and hopefully Lexi is writing the second...

Quote:

Charlotte told Margaret a lot of things she'd heard, even when she'd overheard Jenkins Yule saying that he thought Margaret was "more beautiful than the water nymphs", (to which she said that he had a better chance with them), yet Charlotte couldn't bring herself to tell Margaret that she had found a way into every common room.

Yay.




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Rex