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sarrenI started reading a Harry/Draco fic, but then Draco 'replied saucily', and I had to stop.
I got lucky Sunday night...
....and the ten people on my flist who were at the Gathering at my place are now thinking 'not with me!'
15 slashers in my tiny loungeroom...pretty cosy, is what I'm saying...
So, anyway, on with the Latest Thing That Happened to Sarren.
So it's late. Everyone's abandoned Sports Night and gone home, even![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ascetic_hedony who'd stuck around for some Coupling.
I'm actually asleep (as opposed to ljing at some obscene hour of the morning) and a Noise wakes me!
(NB. I can, and have, slept through a bobcat razing our backyard)
I peer through my blinds and on at the end of our circular-driveway-thingy there's a car stopped, engine running, lights on. I'm like, uh oh, and I watch it for maybe 5 minutes til I hear guys' voices talking and then I'm thinking, oh it's just the hoons that live nearly opposite to us, and go back to sleep.
The next morning the car's gone but there's a trail of devastation. The car's obviously come up the kerb from the opposite side of the property, first flattening the no parking sign on the edge, taking out our small tree near the road completely, big tyre grooves all through our mulching and coming to a stop just before the streetlamp.
The part where I got lucky? I normally park my car in the centre of the circular, but for the gathering I had moved it to the end, just like I always do, so that we can fit more cars in. Except that this Sunday,dragonfly8 had said, why not reverse it right back up into the garden a bit, to make even more room? To which I'd mumbled something vaguely agreeingish and kept on with whatever I was doing, and dragonfly8 said, hey I'll do it shall I? And did.
So the fact that my car is not currently totalled is down todragonfly8 's proactiveness.
I got lucky Sunday night...
....and the ten people on my flist who were at the Gathering at my place are now thinking 'not with me!'
15 slashers in my tiny loungeroom...pretty cosy, is what I'm saying...
So, anyway, on with the Latest Thing That Happened to Sarren.
So it's late. Everyone's abandoned Sports Night and gone home, even
ascetic_hedony who'd stuck around for some Coupling.I'm actually asleep (as opposed to ljing at some obscene hour of the morning) and a Noise wakes me!
(NB. I can, and have, slept through a bobcat razing our backyard)
I peer through my blinds and on at the end of our circular-driveway-thingy there's a car stopped, engine running, lights on. I'm like, uh oh, and I watch it for maybe 5 minutes til I hear guys' voices talking and then I'm thinking, oh it's just the hoons that live nearly opposite to us, and go back to sleep.
The next morning the car's gone but there's a trail of devastation. The car's obviously come up the kerb from the opposite side of the property, first flattening the no parking sign on the edge, taking out our small tree near the road completely, big tyre grooves all through our mulching and coming to a stop just before the streetlamp.
The part where I got lucky? I normally park my car in the centre of the circular, but for the gathering I had moved it to the end, just like I always do, so that we can fit more cars in. Except that this Sunday,
dragonfly8 had said, why not reverse it right back up into the garden a bit, to make even more room? To which I'd mumbled something vaguely agreeingish and kept on with whatever I was doing, and dragonfly8 said, hey I'll do it shall I? And did.So the fact that my car is not currently totalled is down to
dragonfly8 's proactiveness.
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Date: 2004-08-31 01:16 pm (UTC)::cackles with laughter:: Oh, yes, do I know what you mean! My favourite sentence along those lines is "He howled loudly" and that's from an original, published work no less (Contest by Matthew Reilly [sp?])
15 slashers in my tiny loungeroom...pretty cosy, is what I'm saying...
As one of those 15, I can attest that it was indeed cosy and very much fun ;) Bad luck about the front garden (good luck about the car?). You really do live in an area with much Specialness!
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Date: 2004-09-06 05:33 am (UTC)What bloody gathering?!
I know no gathering!
*sob*
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Date: 2004-09-06 01:54 pm (UTC)Cathy sent regrets from you both!
Nothing to do with me!!!!
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Date: 2004-09-07 06:11 am (UTC)Lies! Deceit!
I heard nothing of this!!
Looks sternly at Sarren, taps foot.
Turns, marches off to have words, serious WORDS with