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V: and so anyway, I read in the paper this morning that the funniest joke in Belgium is "why do ducks have webbed feet? to stamp out fires. why do elephants have flat feet? to stamp out burning ducks." this just further proves my point that you are all insane.
Melle: okay, one: that is SO a funny joke, and two: WTF?
V: dude, that is SO NOT FUNNY.
V: that's because you CRAZY.
Melle: That is SO TOO FUNNY!
Melle: And I'm posting this in LJ to prove it!:

TELL HER THAT IS SO TOO FUNNY!

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Right. Here's the deal. I want to write, but all the bunnies I have now are epics, and I want to write some drabbles, and I want some drabbles written for me. So, drabble exchange?

Request whatever you want. I'll even write Percy. (But NO PERCY/LEE!!!)

(Drabbles will be written and posted tomorrow.)

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Sinterklaas Countdown: 9 days
The Two Towers Countdown: 21 days
Birthday Countdown: 23 days
Christmas Countdown: 28 days

My dad is a very amusing bloke at times. He sent me an email with a list of Things To Do, and it ends thus:

• Take better care of your money.
• Let me lecture you.
• Keep breathing.
• ...

*snicker*

Am making spreadsheet for Mistletoe Magic, which doesn't end until this evening (my time? EST? whatever) but still, I can be prepared to mail out assignments first thing tomorrow. Am so excited about this! (!!!)

And in non-peppy news, I AM GOING TO KILL EVERY MOTHERFUCKING LAST ONE of the people in the meeting room today! Motherfuckers. I DO BELIEVE IT IS EXPLICITELY NOTED THAT RECEPTION IS MY FUCKING WORKSPACE AND TO NOT CONGREGATE HERE BECAUSE YOU ARE DISTURBING ME! FUCK OFF!

*twitch*

Cannot cope. Off to Hogwarts.

*flees*

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Dear world,

Bite. Me.

Crankily yours,
Melle

(Present company excepted, of course. I just hate rude, inconsiderate people who cannot operate a bloody intercom!)

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*pokes Draco* Be mean! Go kick something!

Draco: "Um?"
Melle: "I'm trying to write that drabble for Silvia! Be mean! Go kick Harry or something."
Draco: "Um. No?"
Melle: "Why not? You like violence!"
Draco: "I like being violent to others. but I know that Silvia woman, and she likes self-inflicted violence, and no."
Melle: "You do realise I'm the writer, and what I say, happens, right?"
Draco: "Oh, try me."
Melle: "Very well, I will."
Draco: "This ought to be goo--" *walks into wall*
Melle: *smug grin*
Draco: "Oh, bugger."

( And now, we survey! )

... Still bored. Damn.

Edit: Um, brain? Care to tell me what's up with the random "Oliver only graduated in time because he gave teachers sexual favours" bunny? o_O

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Good things:

1. Have just booked vacation from Friday 20 December 2002 (I prefer to take my birthday off if at all possible) through Sunday 5 January 2003. (And yet I've only booked 7 actual vacation days, which means I've got 5 left, plus the 21 from next year is 26 vacation days for next year. Le whoo!)
2. Am writing violent!Draco. Hee. silviakundera, I don't know if it'll be really H/D, but they're being cute as buttons. :D
3. stoptocheer wrote Marcus/Oliver!
4. Percy still hasn't managed to make any sort of point with all the blabbering he's doing in my head, but I don't care anymore.
5. I [hart] Weasleys.
6. My boss just bought me chocolate! Yay!
7. It's time for my nicotine break.

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First of the exchange drabbles. This one is for silviakundera, who requested mean!Draco. So I just told Draco to start kicking things and then the drabble ran away with me. Boys!Are!Silly!fic, in which Draco has special kicking shoes and his own brand of logic.

( Deal, 500 words. )

I hope you like it, pet. And in exchange for this, I would like some Marcus/Lee. If you please. :D