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Jul. 28th, 2002 10:51 pmThe weekend was fairly uneventful. I was more than ready to leave at 9 AM this morning. Not only did I miss you all, but apparently I missed more than I would think here. *beats Marcus's head in with something heavy*
Friday: Uneventful. I was the only one in my family that didn't fall off the jet ski. Also, my parents capsized the jet ski. That made the entire trip worth it. And then my uncle organized a pool Quidditch game. No kidding. Gryffindor (my brother, my dad, and I), versus Ravenclaw (my uncle, my mother, and my two cousins). It was great fun, even though the Gryffindor defeat would be enough to send Oliver Wood into a conniption fit.
Saturday: Big wave in Lake Michigan knocked me over. Drabbled and wrote a good part of the day. This is not a bad thing.
I was more than ready to come home this morning, but, sigh. Today was a horrible day for me. No matter what I do, for the rest of my life, July 28 is no longer going to be "My dad's birthday". Its forever going to be "The day that Cory died, and, oh yeah, my dad's birthday". So, as you imagine, I was not in a good mood at all today. Came extremely close to being grounded at home with no internet. Doubt I would have played guilt trip card.
Ah, yes. Drabbles and ficlet.
The ficlet is dedicated to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
relic5_5, who is my sun, my moon, and my starlit sky. Without her I dwell in darkness! :D Love you, sweetie.
( The Sorting Hat )
Wasn't that great.
This is the drabble I wrote. I'm dedicating it todigikym and mireille626, because without their woobie Terence and Marcus, there could be no woobie Penny. You guys are some of the best people I know. Stay that way.
( Drabble with Mean!Baby!Marcus and Terence and Timid!Baby!Penny )
All right, that's about all the angst I can handle for one night.
Friday: Uneventful. I was the only one in my family that didn't fall off the jet ski. Also, my parents capsized the jet ski. That made the entire trip worth it. And then my uncle organized a pool Quidditch game. No kidding. Gryffindor (my brother, my dad, and I), versus Ravenclaw (my uncle, my mother, and my two cousins). It was great fun, even though the Gryffindor defeat would be enough to send Oliver Wood into a conniption fit.
Saturday: Big wave in Lake Michigan knocked me over. Drabbled and wrote a good part of the day. This is not a bad thing.
I was more than ready to come home this morning, but, sigh. Today was a horrible day for me. No matter what I do, for the rest of my life, July 28 is no longer going to be "My dad's birthday". Its forever going to be "The day that Cory died, and, oh yeah, my dad's birthday". So, as you imagine, I was not in a good mood at all today. Came extremely close to being grounded at home with no internet. Doubt I would have played guilt trip card.
Ah, yes. Drabbles and ficlet.
The ficlet is dedicated to
relic5_5, who is my sun, my moon, and my starlit sky. Without her I dwell in darkness! :D Love you, sweetie.( The Sorting Hat )
Wasn't that great.
This is the drabble I wrote. I'm dedicating it to
digikym and mireille626, because without their woobie Terence and Marcus, there could be no woobie Penny. You guys are some of the best people I know. Stay that way.( Drabble with Mean!Baby!Marcus and Terence and Timid!Baby!Penny )
All right, that's about all the angst I can handle for one night.
