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dramadramaduck2008-07-24 10:30 pm
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I RETURN
i know you all missed me. i know you did. oh stop, you'll make me blush~
(i can too blush. ;p)
i have been, my friends, on a marvellous vacation. i went back to my native territory of emilia-romagna, and ate a lot of pastries. from there i visited austria (they have parties for mozart!) and poland and hungary and then, yes, parts east, because - well, i keep my ear to the ground more oft than not. it's prudent. the rumour mill was spinning rather madly, and i decided to see if i could unearth the truth behind the tales -
(certain old bats dislike staying dead - )
- it seems to be stories only now. 'now' being the operative word. there was a bit of an oddment with a fellow who claimed to be the old bat, but wasn't really, i think he was some manner of phantasm - either way a decent sort once you got past the gesticulation and yammering on and ceremonial bollocks that most wraiths must go through. song and dance, song and dance. he looked as bored by it as i felt, poor fellow.
but i digress!
rumours or no - do please warn me if you note anything amiss? there may be an ill wind blowing - or I may just be downwind of someone wearing too much cheap cologne. we shall see in time, i suppose.
...i hate wating. D: stupid old bat.
(i can too blush. ;p)
i have been, my friends, on a marvellous vacation. i went back to my native territory of emilia-romagna, and ate a lot of pastries. from there i visited austria (they have parties for mozart!) and poland and hungary and then, yes, parts east, because - well, i keep my ear to the ground more oft than not. it's prudent. the rumour mill was spinning rather madly, and i decided to see if i could unearth the truth behind the tales -
(certain old bats dislike staying dead - )
- it seems to be stories only now. 'now' being the operative word. there was a bit of an oddment with a fellow who claimed to be the old bat, but wasn't really, i think he was some manner of phantasm - either way a decent sort once you got past the gesticulation and yammering on and ceremonial bollocks that most wraiths must go through. song and dance, song and dance. he looked as bored by it as i felt, poor fellow.
but i digress!
rumours or no - do please warn me if you note anything amiss? there may be an ill wind blowing - or I may just be downwind of someone wearing too much cheap cologne. we shall see in time, i suppose.
...i hate wating. D: stupid old bat.
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