genuflections in the direction of integrity

Today I Ran On The Hill. It was painful, and as usual I went an entirely unattractive shade of bright pink. I came home and ate pumpkin scones with nifty butter substitute that is so spreadable it melts if you look at it, as a reminder never to put myself through that kind of idiotic torture again.

[NB - bizarre attempt at exercise can be attributed to malicious black trousers that make me look skinny and so prompt a desire to perpetuate said skinniness]

I have finally given up on all pretense at aloofness and sneakily reading posts via my Favourites menu and friended copperbadge. Partly it was the amusing quotes from first-year drama students that give me some measure of faith in my own intelligence. Partly it was the fact that someone else hated the Chamber of Secrets movie, with extra points for reference to Ron's constipation face.

Mostly it was this drabble here.

And, y'know, half of my friends list are on his friends list and we've belonged to two common RPs and I'm not fooling anyone, am I? He's the funniest person I've ever seen, with the possible exception of schiarire on a crack high. End of story.

Speaking of RP:

garcon_dor

*head goes a-merrily KATHUNK*