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[mrsronweasley]

Well, now that the excitement has sort of died down...well, kind of. Ah, heck, I'm sure there are still private celebrations going on, complete with bottles of wine, locked doors, and director's cuts of the third chapter. (Gotta love the SBRL list! *sniffs*)

Ahhhh...truly, a day of rejoicing. If this is the sort of reaction we have for the third chapter (which, honestly, was SO worth it, holy SHIT!), I can only imagine what the fifth...book...will do. Actually, not yet. It's a rather scary prospect. I'll hold off on that. For now, I'll look for Chapter 4 of "TUW", "Fearless Business", or anything else by Canis.

And now, a few silly letters, just for fun...

Dear Kettle,

You are the skankiest piece of appliance
I have ever seen. Please try not to build
up so much limestone at a time. If you
pretend to be nice, I will pretend that I
don't have so much crud in my tea. Also,
know that the only reason I use you is to
feed my addiction.

Grudgingly yours,
Liz

~*~

Dear Navel,

You are cool. I like you a lot. I
promise to clean you and take care of
you. Could you please return the favor
and not get infected?

Thank you.
Metally yours,
Liz

~*~

Dear Room,

I appreciate the fact that I have
to clean you. Please realize that
mine is a lazy arse, and it will take
it a bit longer than usual to get
around to you. Just a notice.

messily yours,
Liz

~*~

Dear Clamp That Closes My Window,

I hate you more than bad fiction itself. I don't
think I can ever forive you for this. Thanks to
you my beads are now scattered all over the floor.
My belly button is going to keel over and die from
what I will have to do it by going down on all fours
underneath the table and picking the tiny things up
one by one. You suck.

Never yours,
Liz

~*~

Dear Bead Shop People,

You suck, too. Don't take me, see if I care.

painfully not yours,
Liz

~*~

Dear H&L,

You ROX my world. I love you.

howlingly yours,
Liz

~*~*~

So, have you ever wondered just how much your parents have fucked you up? Have you ever been willing to admit it? Alice Miller's "The Drama of Children". All I'm saying.

Over and out and off to read Chapter 3 just one more time...




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Comments

[soupytwist.livejournal.com]

I think all parents fuck their kids up, somehow, to a greater or lesser degree. It sucks.

Love you, love TUW (thankyou thankyou thankyou again, btw). Plus, I got the same result as you on that test - go us mysterious women. Heh.

Am glaring at Bead Shop, as they ought to have had the good taste to hire you. Bah.

[miraminx.livejournal.com]

I. Dear Bead Shop People,

You are idiots who will be out of business shortly, if this is an example of your so-called financial acumen.

Signed,
An Alienated Potential Customer

So there.

II. Wow, not only are you a certified Mystery Woman, you're voluptuous as all get-out. Too bad about the Stevie Nicks garb, though.

III. Yes, yesterday was a very happy day in Minx land. I actually almost emailed you and Roche about the TUW update, but since it was posted to SBRL I figured you'd have already seen it. And yes, I wish I'd been there to see Roche's face too. And yours!

[sekhmet2.livejournal.com]

Stupid, stupid bead shop people. They messed up royally, didn't they? I hope whoever they hired in your stead turns out to be a horrid employee who never shows up on time and drops all of the beads down into the cracks of the floor. ::sniffs:: Never mind. You will find something else, and it will be much better than the ruddy bead shop.

Have I ever wondered how badly my parents fucked me up? Are you kidding? How many times have we discussed such things. ::shudders:: No, we don't even want to get into that again.

::hugs:: And you know what? *YOU* rox *my* world.

[(Anonymous)]

Dear Bead Shop People,
You suck, too. Don't take me, see if I care.

Good for you. Fuck them. It's their loss, not yours. Someone else will benefit from their inability to see an asset when it presents itself on their doorstep.

Roche

[mrsronweasley.livejournal.com]

I know they fucked me up big way, but I feel the most ungrateful bitch on Earth for daring to think so.

No, no guilt. No guilt. Can't go down that road. What needs to be done is it has to be accepted, dealt with to the best of one's abilities and then you have to move on. But guilt - bad. Guilt is the result. Can't perpetuate it.

But it IS hard not to feel guilty for feeling this way.

*HUGS*

[mrsronweasley.livejournal.com]

It sucks big time. It sucks big, hairy monkey balls, as a friend of mine would say. *sigh*

Love you, too. And, yes, their loss. :/

[mrsronweasley.livejournal.com]

I. I feel all supported and stuff. Thank you. :)

II. Too bad I'm not quite that well-endowed...hmmm... Yeah, I had a problem with the Stevie Nicks dress, as well. I wouldn't want to have anything that remotely looked like her...hmmm...

III. My face was the definition of shock. And idiocy. Heh. I love how everybody almost/did emailed everybody else because they were so excited. I thikn H&L have got the right idea. ;)

[mrsronweasley.livejournal.com]

Stupid, stupid bead shop people. They messed up royally, didn't they?

Yes, yes they did. *sniff* Who needed those bead discounts anyway? Ah, well... I'll move on.

Have I ever wondered how badly my parents fucked me up? Are you kidding? How many times have we discussed such things.

Oh, yes. You certainly understand. I knew you would. *sigh* And it is quite a discussion to get into it, isn't it? Some other time...

*love*

[mrsronweasley.livejournal.com]

Fuck them indeed. I'll just take my business elsewhere. Though that'll have to wait till next term, since I bet nobody would be willing to hire me fore two weeks and then have me disappear for a month... Eh. Deal with it later. :)

[sekhmet2.livejournal.com]

::hugs:: Yes, I understand all too well, dear. And you know that I will be more than happy to listen to you if you ever need to talk about it. Sad, really--all they want is the best for you, but they end up fucking you up so royally that it's not even funny. I wish that for five minutes they could have looked into the future and seen what was going to come from their 'overprotective and sheltered' form of raising their only daughter. I'm sure that they would have been quite saddened. I would have hoped that they would have done things differently, but I'm betting they wouldn't.

Just know that I will always be here for you. ::much love and hugs: