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Well this is a bit of a bummer:
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Finished our second week of home schooling, and so far so good. We set up a goals and points system, and it seems to be working pretty well, though it needs a bit of fine-tuning. The only thing that's not going so well is Friday, when Garry's here. He and Daniel play wonderfully together. Throwing Justin into the mix is not a happy thing.
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Chris comes back Sunday. We've been pretty much OK with his absence, but we're all getting a little tired of it and very much looking forward to his homecoming.
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In the vintage classic Boogie Oogie Boogie Woogie Dancin' Shoes (Keep Me Dancin' All Night), where she says "Saturday night is my night of Pogwa", she's really saying Power.
Oh, you all knew that, did you? Well, fine! Just sit there on your loathsome spotty behinds and mock me, for the years I spent trying to figure out what the flip 'Pogwa' meant! See if I care!
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Many moons ago, I promised to not keep posting fic quotes without links, and subsequently almost completely stopped posting fic quotes, because I suck at actually keeping links. But here's a quote I thought was very sweet:
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Her voice had dropped to a near-whisper, as though she were imparting the secret of the ages. "House elves is knowing that every wizard and witch, every centaur and giant, every being that is having thought in its head - they is all serving something. Goblins is serving money. Vampires is serving shadows. And elves is serving something, too. Humans. Sometimes it is being hard to do, but we is learning a long time ago how this is keeping our hearts from the dark. We is filling our hearts with caring, and darkness is not finding a home there."
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She sat at his feet, perfectly calm, the book of Spanish curses cradled in her lap. "It is what Sully was telling Master Draco and Mr. Snape. Sully is not serving Malfoy Manor. Sully is serving Master Draco. You is needing me, but I is also needing you."
She frowned, but her gaze never wavered, and he discovered that he couldn't look away.
"Humans, though, is serving anything and nothing. We elves is never understanding why. Anything is emptying them, and darkness is soon finding another heart to be living in. Master Draco's father was learning this. His heart was being filled with great darkness, because he was serving a Manor and a name. Serving things. Master Lucius was thinking those things belonged to him. But he was being wrong. He was belonging to them."
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It's from A Thousand Beautiful Things (R-rated, BTW, be warned), which actually has very little to do with house elves. And which I'm not actually rec'ing, merely sourcing. Not that I would not rec it. Just that that's not what I'm doing here. In this post. As I listen to Boogie Oogie Boogie Woogie Dancin' Shoes yet again.
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It's possible that I should go to bed.
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Does anybody recall seeing a post containing "This Shit Is Bananas: A probing analysis of Gwen Stefani's 'Hollaback Girl'"? Because I'm almost certain I posted something like that, but can't find it.
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Yeah, I'm going to bed.
| Your Inner Child Is Sad |
 You're a very sensitive soul. You haven't grown that thick skin that most adults have. Easily hurt, you tend to retreat to your comfort zone. You don't let many people in - unless you've trusted them for a long time. |
Finished our second week of home schooling, and so far so good. We set up a goals and points system, and it seems to be working pretty well, though it needs a bit of fine-tuning. The only thing that's not going so well is Friday, when Garry's here. He and Daniel play wonderfully together. Throwing Justin into the mix is not a happy thing.
Chris comes back Sunday. We've been pretty much OK with his absence, but we're all getting a little tired of it and very much looking forward to his homecoming.
In the vintage classic Boogie Oogie Boogie Woogie Dancin' Shoes (Keep Me Dancin' All Night), where she says "Saturday night is my night of Pogwa", she's really saying Power.
Oh, you all knew that, did you? Well, fine! Just sit there on your loathsome spotty behinds and mock me, for the years I spent trying to figure out what the flip 'Pogwa' meant! See if I care!
Many moons ago, I promised to not keep posting fic quotes without links, and subsequently almost completely stopped posting fic quotes, because I suck at actually keeping links. But here's a quote I thought was very sweet:
-----------
Her voice had dropped to a near-whisper, as though she were imparting the secret of the ages. "House elves is knowing that every wizard and witch, every centaur and giant, every being that is having thought in its head - they is all serving something. Goblins is serving money. Vampires is serving shadows. And elves is serving something, too. Humans. Sometimes it is being hard to do, but we is learning a long time ago how this is keeping our hearts from the dark. We is filling our hearts with caring, and darkness is not finding a home there."
...
She sat at his feet, perfectly calm, the book of Spanish curses cradled in her lap. "It is what Sully was telling Master Draco and Mr. Snape. Sully is not serving Malfoy Manor. Sully is serving Master Draco. You is needing me, but I is also needing you."
She frowned, but her gaze never wavered, and he discovered that he couldn't look away.
"Humans, though, is serving anything and nothing. We elves is never understanding why. Anything is emptying them, and darkness is soon finding another heart to be living in. Master Draco's father was learning this. His heart was being filled with great darkness, because he was serving a Manor and a name. Serving things. Master Lucius was thinking those things belonged to him. But he was being wrong. He was belonging to them."
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It's from A Thousand Beautiful Things (R-rated, BTW, be warned), which actually has very little to do with house elves. And which I'm not actually rec'ing, merely sourcing. Not that I would not rec it. Just that that's not what I'm doing here. In this post. As I listen to Boogie Oogie Boogie Woogie Dancin' Shoes yet again.
It's possible that I should go to bed.
Does anybody recall seeing a post containing "This Shit Is Bananas: A probing analysis of Gwen Stefani's 'Hollaback Girl'"? Because I'm almost certain I posted something like that, but can't find it.
Yeah, I'm going to bed.
