Attention!

I, Melle, your Glorious Leader, herey declare this the Long Hot Slash Summer.

Write me some hot stories. Doesn't need to be actual sex, just hot imagery and language.

Now, get crackin'.

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"Capable of getting some? You're male and you're here - that's why you're getting some."> Dude, I go to sleep for a night and suddlenly there's all sorts of new stuff happening on the RPG. Whee!

First of all, I adore all the new girls. Megan and Susan not only get under Crabbe's skin, but there also seems to be more there.

Meanwhile, the Quidditch Grrls seem to be bringing out Marcus' "My Oliver! MINE!" side, which is always a good thing, and then there's things like this, which make me think happy Fred/Angelina oral sex thoughts. :) Oh, Katie? I love you. ^___^ And somehow, it should disturb me more than it does that ginny's making nice (or trying to) with Crabbe.

And of course, there's Slytherin Sap, version 2.0, whee! Meanwhile, Slythin Sap, version 1.0 is progressing nicely.

Love this RPG.

(However. Lee, honey? Are you sure you ought to be flirting with you best friends' little sister?) (Argh! Fleur, pet, it seems y!msgr is hell-bent on not working or somethin

To Do List for the next ...

... year:

• Walk the Death March;
• Go to Paris -- I miss that city so bloody much;
• Brush up on my French.

... decade:

• Live and work in NYC for a year or four, five;
• Get a book published;
• Run the Death March;
• Go to Africa, retrace, to the best of my abilities, my uncle's steps of ten, fifteen years ago. (Well, except for the whole five weeks in jail thing. Not my scene, that.)

... lifetime:

• Climb Mount Everest with Fleur;
• Cross the North or South Pole, preferably with my dad;
• Swim in the highest lake in the world;
• Become Crazy Aunt Melle to any kids my brothers might acquire. </ul

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Many thanks to Fleur for animating them for me. :

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Happened upon this in my walkabout through other people's memorified posts, and, for some reason, really like it. Wow. It's. The Italy thing. I think.

I need to write some stories set in my favourite places.

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I'm a back door man
The men don't know
But the little girls understand

I love The Doors. And after immersing myself in them for the last few days, I must say I don't really think anyone could ever replace Jim Morisson.