Demelza Robins

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March 10th, 2008

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Well. Practice is in for another hell week this week. Oh well. Maybe it will rain some to cool us off and give us rain practice. We could use some of that, really.

And I feel compelled to say that the Harpies will do very well this season. Should be good fun. Most of the other teams seem to be trying to practice a bit as well, so that's good. More fun if there's a challenge to it. Easy wins aren't as much fun as the one you almost don't win.

March 1st, 2008

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I had a dream that I broke my shoulder. Well, my collarbone and my shoulder blade. Funny part was I was watching it happen to me, like I wasn't me. And I had x-ray vision or something, because I could see the bones breaking when I fell. Oddest dream I've had in a long while. Good thing I don't go in for divination, or it might be troubling. As it is, it's just something to go 'huh. well' over.

Probably had something to do with how bloody much Gwenog's been working us. Its a wonder the Beaters haven't had their arms fall off yet or the Seeker need spectacles from eyestrain. But at least we'll all be in shape. If we don't have limbs drop off first.

February 24th, 2008

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Merlin.

Late edition of the Prophet? Not good to read after a late snack.

I feel sick.

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February 16th, 2008

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Valentine's is overrated. The candies and chocolates are nice and all, but you can get them year 'round. Not so much in the heart-shapes, but aye, they're always around. It's the over focusing on the romantic shite that's the problem. If you do the love thing, love year 'round. Sure, nothing wrong with doing a little more on certain days.

The real problem is, if you aren't attached in some way, finding a shag on Valentine's is hit or miss. You either get the desperate flinging themselves in your path. All well and good if they're fit, but you might end up with a clingy one who thinks you're suddenly a couple just because you shagged once. Shagging isn't dating; a shag is a shag is a shag. 'S all it is, 's all it's ever likely to be I was shagging them. It's bloody hard to try to let someone down easy when they're wanting to be all cuddly and post-coital lovey-dovey. And they get all upset when you tell them it didn't mean anything at all to you and suddenly you get a lecture about love and life and happy rainbow bunnies and you're thinking, "My God. I'm really glad I didn't take him back to mine", because then you'd have to manage to make him get dressed and kick him out. So much easier being able to get dressed and get the bloody hell out while he's still going on and on and on.

So I suppose all I've really got to say is, if you aren't in a relationship of some sort, don't shag random people you don't know on Valentine's. Any other day of the year you can have at it, but not Valentine's. It's messy and not in the fun way.

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