Linear declaratives.

Half day today, half day tomorrow. It's Tuesday! Dreams much?

I've been immortalized in a Sam fic. I could just die. Well, I did, I guess, considering I'm an inhabitant of Dis.

Life is good when you're listening to Led Zeppelin. I'll have to bring lots.

I guess I'll finish packing officially. Oh, somebody give me a dementor to annihilate. Or Jenny. Give me Jenny. I'll drown her in a different pool of emotions.

(no subject)

Nothing like strained outbursts of frustration and despair on the phone to the slimy lawyer of a 7-year lawsuit from the other room, to ruin one's euphoria.