| data log 001: 19 september, 1997. |
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 posted on the 19th of July
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I finally got up nerve and OWLed Mum to send me the things I accidentally left on my bedside table. Important things, like my copy of A Game of Thrones. It's brand new and I'd only just started it and well, not having something to read during my free periods would be dreadful.
She sent the things back, along with more socks than a man is ever going to need to wear in his entire life. Honestly, it's not like I've got eight feet and a footsweat problem! Iwas kind of dragging my feet about sending the owl, because sure enough it took not one owl to bring my stuff to me, but four.
FOUR.
WHO NEEDS THAT MUCH CHOCOLATE? RANDOM SWEETS? I am going to get tooth rot! Have to be rolled down the stairs! Start to look like a Slytherin. Or a Hobbit.
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