Originally published at Memoirs of a Nobody. You can comment here or there.
Okay, what the fuck is up with this ‘inner circle’ shit in HP? I mean get a fucking life. Everyone IN the supposed inner circle are ‘friends’ (some better then others) that I have known for a long time, not some demi gods that decide who lives and who dies in the fandom. Get OVER IT!
That said, life is conspiring to drive me insane. I know it is. But I shall resist! Only because I’m already insane but anyway. I’m looking for a job, but it’s hard when what I want to do I can’t due to the fact I have no bloody skills that the hospital wants. Why can’t they put up an add for something I can do…or at least awnser my stupid resume. *pouts*
Christmas is shapping up finally, I’ve got Mary, Robyn, Grandmaman and Michelle taken care of. All I have left is Mum, Grandpapa, Trace and Katie…and a whole shit load of Christmas/Yule cards to send out.
Which reminds me, if you want to be added to the list I need snail mail addies sent to saitaina@wizzards.net BEFORE Dec 15th in order to get these out.