Dearest Diary

It’s the second day and I’ve cleaned the house. It was an unholy mess; you wouldn’t believe the dust bunnies in this place! I might live in a shack, but at least it’s a clean one now, thanks to me. Not that I can ever bring any house guests back, this simply won’t do.

But guess what? I already received an invitation to a party. And I’ ( Read more... )

Dearest Diary.

I seem to be in the magic country of El-Aj! I asked a lady outside this shack I seem to live in at the moment, and that’s what she said. I’m sure I am meant to be here, though I can’t seem to remember why or how I got here. It might have something to do with the bump on my head, but I am sure it will all come back to me eventually!

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Gilderoy put up home made posters all over the neighbourhood (at least as far as he dared go from the house), hoping that they would help him in his search for Lorne.

The posters had glitter and big, childish letters saying:

Lost! One friend, named Lorne. Has green skin, red eyes and red horns. Looks friendly. If you have any information, contact ( Read more... )

I'm not sure where I am. It's all dirty in this house and I don't know what I am doing in here, but it seems I should be here. It's a bit familiar, that's what counts, isn't it? There's a bed, there are a few pictures of people that I don't know who are, there is a mirror and some clothes and a lot of dust ( Read more... )

And in todays news... Lorne still doesn't have his memory back. I didn't think he would, obviously I am rather skilled with that charm. (Otherwise I would have remembered more about my past by now) Not to brag or anything, because it's nothing to brag about. It was all an accident, and I am sorry about it ( Read more... )

( Um... Whoops? )

( After the attack... )

Gil was getting restless, wanting to get out of the house. So when the opportunity presented itself to go shopping, Gil jumped at it, volunteering at once ( Read more... )

I woke up this morning and I remembered everything. Well, not my past everything, just... the last two or three weeks. I know what I did, making a potion to make Ethan love me... What was I thinking? That clearly wasn't the right thing to do and I see that now. Maybe because I've been controlled by that potion for a while and now... now I'm not. ( Read more... )