phew!

[derien]

littleredhead gave us some perfume samplers she got from Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab, and this evening eor and I started sniffing at them again. And of course we broke one of the little plastic lids. And when I went to superglue it back together the superglue had one of those dams built up inside, so I had to squeeze it and then it all came flooding out, and in the ensuing mess we stuck all our fingers together and used up all the nail polish remover, so I had to go out and get another bottle - the biggest one I could find. (Meanwhile that perfume sample remains open, because the cap is still not fixed... Eor's working on it...)

So now the place smells a bit like a French whorehouse on a slow weekday afternoon when the girls are all sitting around doing their nails. ;)

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[eor.livejournal.com]

Ah, that's the Ravenclaw's version of the story. What you related was the Hufflepuff's version. The Slytherin's version goes something like "everyone else was too weak and useless to do anything, so I stood still and the world revolved around me." The Gryffindor's version we've all had enough of in seven parts, complete with harmonies, and technicolor glossies with angsty lines and special effects and gratuitous set changes on the top.

Everybody sing along when it comes around again. I've been doing this for seven books and I could keep doing it for another seven.

"Gryffindor's get
anything they want,
at Rowlings Restaurant."