∞ [thirty-seven]

[fatespoken]

Amazing. A pair of breasts and suddenly you're receiving double the tips. And that's all I have to say about this week.

But if I could have predicted being cursed, I would have pushed it. Money— I don't need the City's charity. Asking for something from home would translate into something horrific like dropping Rainer on my front door rather than my dog. I can't say I'm particularly homesick either. And it's not because because of negligible acquaintances.

Anyway, tomorrow's thanksgiving. I think? I can spot it somewhere between the 24th and the 27th, but I usually forget the exact date. Never used to celebrate it back home. But since it is Thanksgiving, we should all expect man-eating turkeys as part of tomorrow's curse. I hope they eat Caspian and Chase.

Comments

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[inmyothertights]

You should know better than to say it to Amory, but then you didn't exactly say anything bad.

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[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

I thought they were friends.

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[inmyothertights]

He's such a jerk to her, I don't know how they can be.

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[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

I suppose I did not give it much thought...but they do spend much time speaking to each other.

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[inmyothertights]

Yeah.

I know.