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Overly Obsessed With Harry Potter

I just wanted to share the conversation I had via text messaging with a good friend/former roommate the other day while I was at work.

It’s about Harry Potter.  Here it is. Verbatim.

Me: Oh my god there are Weasley look-a-likes in the restaurant! The one who looks like the twins even has on a striped scarf!

Former roommate: KIDNAP THEM FOR ME!!!!!!!!!!

FR: But he has glasses, so maybe he’s more of a Percy.  The kid with him is totally a Charlie.  And I will try to kidnap them; they’re very tall!

FR: Percy was taller than the twins!

Me: Totally a Percy, then. I want them!

Me: I’m creepily staring at them. Decided it’s Percy and a cross between Ron and Charlie.

FR: Just ask the parents if you can have them!

Me: No parents around. Percy looks our age and they’re out on a brother-date! So fucking cute.


Me: I can’t just go up to Percy Weasley and ask him on a date for you!

FR: …Yes you can!!!!!

Me: Oh my god he even does the looking over the rim of his glasses thing I pictured Percy doing when he was a prefect!

FR: PLEEEEEEEEEEASE! unless charlie is near our age. Then him.

Me: The more I stalk him the more Ron he becomes.

Me: Ron is about half a foot taller than Percy.  But looks about 17. Percy looks in his early 20s.

FR: But I want ron!

Me: I think he’s talking about a college course now. He may be at least 18.

Me: Spoiler alert: they don’t have British accents.

FR: Did you ask them out for me?

Me: No. I’m sorry…

FR: Our friendship is over.

Me: I’m sorry. But you can’t just go up to the Weasleys and ask them out!



Three hours later…

FR:  Still mad at you.

Me: Sorry…

FR: It’s too late to apologize…

Me: I’m so sorry. Celebrities intimidate me.

FR: Jerk!

The next day, after me telling her I’m (joke) mad at her about something…

FR: Listen. I’m still mad about the Weasley incident.

Me: I’m sorry. Maybe I’ll see them again.

FR: If you see them again and don’t ask them out for me this friendship is OVER!

Me: I’ll never let a Weasley look-a-like pass by without me harassing them again!

FR: I’m glad you’ve learnt your lesson.


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Best. Crush. Ever.

Curly-haired Crush sent me flowers today.

Curly-haired crush is currently in Spain.

She’s that awesome.

She’s so going to get some.

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Comfortable Nudity

Last night, some people came over to my apartment to drink peppermint schnapps-laced hot chocolate and do homework.

I have no control over the heat in my place, so it was rather warm with that many people.

We all ended up walking around without our shirts on.

The surprising thing is, it wasn’t awkward at all.

I’m kind of amazed. I usually get uncomfortable at any kind of nudity (other than my relatives, but that’s another story), but this group was so casual about it, it wasn’t an issue.

It’s great to have found people I click with so well.

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I am One Badass Femme

I’m pretty proud of myself right now.

This weekend I climbed (scaled?) a bluff. With my bare hands. While wearing a skirt.

It really wasn’t that impressive of a bluff. Not completely vertical, and not that tall, probably 75 to 100 feet high. But I was in a mother-fucking skirt!

I get frustrated sometimes because I feel that, due to my ridiculously feminine appearance, people assume I’m a weakling. Nevermind that I’m nearly 6 feet tall and am built a little bit like a football player. I wear dresses, therefore I’m obviously helpless.

The more masculine person who is half my weight will obviously be better at physical labor. Obviously. (This is sarcasm, of course.)

But I’m still a bit on cloud 9. I climbed a bluff in a skirt.

I’m a super-femme.

I will start wearing a cape with my gown and heels.

Watch me.

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Independence, Fuck yeah!

Happy Birthday, America.

I, personally, am celebrating by wearing my Obama t-shirt (paired with a scarf and skinny jeans so it’s plenty stylish, of course), and then setting things on fire and making them go boom.

And I heard a rumor about homemade ice cream?

Fuck veganism and my newly-discovered lactose intolerance. I’m so eating as many bowls/cones/any form I can get my hands on.

I’m not usually a “Yay America!” type of person, but we’ve got a president I actually like and I get to make things explode. This is so worth celebrating.

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Small, but happy-making


This site makes my day happier ever time I read it.

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