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| Friday, February 22nd, 2030 | | 10:21 pm |
 It's like a hurricane, speed train, she's a moving car Catch her in the fast lane, oh, I gotta know, Can I keep up with her pace? Kick it into gear when I see that face( . ) | | Sunday, February 25th, 2029 | | 12:02 am |
| | Thursday, May 19th, 2011 | | 1:55 pm |
The kittens are starting to open their eyes. I love being a grandmother.
Anyone want pictures of the lovely little furballs? I think a few of these kittens are pirates at heart. They wobble around like they don't have landlegs.
[Vati] IMISSYOU AND ILOVEYOU. Let's get together. | | Saturday, April 30th, 2011 | | 9:26 am |
[Parvati] Where are you? I have breakfast for you...coconut dosas with raspberry jams and cinnamon, paramannam with peaches... Just let me know when you're free.
[Padma] Happy birthday!
Edited to add later [Seamus] Well, I have a Hindu breakfast sitting in containers in my kitchen that I somehow learned to make myself. Don't really want to toss it in the rubbish. Want to come over and have breakfast with me? | | Thursday, April 28th, 2011 | | 6:56 pm |
[Captain Chad] CHAD! KITTENS! IT'S HAPPENING! | | Monday, April 18th, 2011 | | 11:05 pm |
[[No ward because Lavender cannot hold a wand, and handwriting is terrible because she can barely hold a quill.]]
fuck you, seamus finnigan | | Saturday, April 16th, 2011 | | 3:54 pm |
[Seamus] I OWLed in sick to work tonight. Will you come over? The breakfast fairy said she's not making any more cupcakes-
[Euan] You have a date with me all day tomorrow. Because I never see you even though we live together. I have to make sure you're still my friend, yes?
[Emil] Have you had a chance to try out those tarot cards, yet?
[Captain Chad] How is your pirate trip going? | | Tuesday, April 12th, 2011 | | 6:18 am |
[Parvati]
You didn't tell me. You had your journal and I am your best friend and you didn't tell me you were at St. Mungo's. The Healers weren't going to tell me because we're not related but you didn't even tell me. I just-
Please, please tell me you are alright? Unless you're not, in which case, don't tell me you are because I don't want to think you're alright and then you not be..
[Chad]
Is there any way I can find the breakfast fairy who makes your cupcakes? My friend and I are in dire need of their magical healing powers.
I hope your trip has started off really well! Sir Dog is still pregnant and is bossing me around like always, so everything is good on that front. | | Sunday, April 3rd, 2011 | | 11:47 am |
[Seamus]
I went out to celebrate a friend's birthday last night with several people. All I did was have a few drinks and then go home to my pregnant cat. I just wanted to tell you because that friend is Emil and if you heard it from someone else it might sound like I was hiding something and I'm not. After some of the things that have been written on these journals recently, I just wanted you to hear the truth from me before anyone tried to turn it into something that it wasn't. | | Saturday, April 2nd, 2011 | | 10:14 am |
[Emil] It's the weekend, so I'm sure you already have plans, but if you're going to be around your shop, at all, I found something while I was out shopping that made me think of you. So, I picked it up and figured I could deliver it. If not, I can always just owl it to you, if you'd prefer.
[Chad] I think we might be having kittens! | | Monday, March 21st, 2011 | | 10:57 pm |
[Seamus] Want to go dancing with me on Friday?
[Vati] How was your day? Anything exciting?
[Emil]
I ran out of tea leaves this morning and thought about using coffee. I heard there's a way of doing coffee readings, but I'm not entirely sure how successful it is. Have you done a coffee reading before? Fuck. I'm not supposed to be talking to you. | | Friday, March 18th, 2011 | | 8:46 am |
Ice cream and wine is conducive to a balanced diet, right?
[Chad] Wrath is still here, possessively wrapped around Sir Diogie. I don't think he's plotting to kill me, at least, and we had a very good talk about his intentions (I might have had to mention you a few times). So, if you'd like to pop by at some point today, you are welcome to do so.
Address scribbled here.
[Private] I'm really starting to hate my life. And people. I really hate people today. Most of them, anyway. I almost made an old lady cry at the bakery today when I snapped at her about buying the last baguette. And then there was the verbal sparring match with the cashier when I went to pick up the bucket of ice cream at Fortescue's. I hate this time of the month. Is it not enough to be a female, I have to have the side effects of that blasted wolf attack, too? Bleh.
[Parvati] Are you busy tomorrow? | | Thursday, March 17th, 2011 | | 11:30 pm |
Is someone missing a charismatic orange cat? I just found it in a questionable position with my cat. And then they spooned. I might have found after sex cigarette butts, too-- It was all very awkward and I think I need to have my head checked out. | | 8:57 am |
[Padma]
I'm worried about Vati. I'm just being selfish-
Padma? I was wondering if I...could we talk? | | Tuesday, March 8th, 2011 | | 1:18 pm |
I broke my favourite cup this morning. I read it last week that my Tuesday would be absolutely tragic.
How am I supposed to read my leaves this morning if I don't have my favourite cup?
[Parvati] If Seamus asks, you "have no idea what my date's name is because he's French and his name is really hard to pronounce. Which is a shame because he's the type of bloke whose name one would really like to have roll easily off their tongue..ifyouknowwhatimean."
Just like that, verbatim. Yes? Yes. Oh, and make sure you add that you had no idea that one bloke could fit that many muscles under such a tight shirt.
You're the best, Vati. iloveyou. ♥
Why am I making up boys now? | | Sunday, March 6th, 2011 | | 12:08 am |
[Seamus] I hate you. | | Friday, March 4th, 2011 | | 1:50 pm |
EUAN. I need your sheets. If you find your bed stripped, you know why.
[Private] Well. That was a spectacularly uneventful birthday. |
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