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July 7th, 2004
07:18 pm
I have run away from home years too late but Mother is still very put out and has sent me all manner of sweets which I refuse to eat as they make me spotty, thankyouverymuch. She is at rope's end because I disagree with her plan to find me entry-level Ministry work so that I can one day take over her dreary job which at the end of the day leaves one with no will to live. Nothankyouverymuch. My plans are as follows: Begin adventurous around-the-world excursion with Cho this weekend, wherein our first stop will be Fuck All, Amsterdam. After that who knows where. Perhaps Ibiza to see the boys.
Once my summer excursion crash lands me back in London I will be moving in with Pascoal, my old pen-mate from Brasil who now models in La-La Lisette's Wizardwear adverts. La-La custom designed all of the late Gilderoy Lockhart's lilac robes, but thankfully Pascoal has mostly modeled her line of leather trousers and matching capes. Pascoal wants to break out of fashion and become the next Kirley McCormick and I believe that with me as his agent it just may be possible. He is of course a raging pouf but I do not think that will stand in way of his fame, as he's very fit and swarthy. Not to mention that plenty of women, such as myself, solely prefer the company of men who are poufs and/or famous. Anyone else isn't really worth bothering with, or deserves to be tossed head first from the Astronomy tower.
I'll be biding my time between Cho's and Pascoal's this week, if anyone has need of me. Do NOT tell that arse Edward where I am. He's been Owling me death threats. Haha, they really are amusing.
Current Mood: busy
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