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clumsy_auror) wrote2005-10-02 09:44 am
clumsy_auror) wrote2005-10-02 09:44 am
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Dear Crowley,
Sorry we didn't make it out into the bar this weekend -- I've come down with the flu, joy of joys. Did you stop by, at all? Hope you're keeping yourself busy, in the not-getting-yourself-blown-up sense. Mostly I'm sort of existing, these days, and reading a little, and sleeping a lot. Have ingested gallons of tea and juice, I suspect, since Bernard puts a glass or mug in my hand every time I turn around.
Sunny and Bernard are back outside, now, after lunch; Sunny seems to be discovering the joys of jumping into leaf piles, which makes me really sulky because I want to be out there with them. Ah, well. Fall will still be falling when I'm feeling better.
How're things with you? The bar seems relatively quiet, lately, but then I haven't been out for a couple of days, so it's all probably gone to the dogs in the interim. If I'm still sick next weekend (Merlin forbid, but the Healer says it'll be longer than normal, with me being pregnant), pop by for a visit. I'll try not to get germs all over you.
Miss you, Crowley. Take care.
Love from,
'Dora
Sorry we didn't make it out into the bar this weekend -- I've come down with the flu, joy of joys. Did you stop by, at all? Hope you're keeping yourself busy, in the not-getting-yourself-blown-up sense. Mostly I'm sort of existing, these days, and reading a little, and sleeping a lot. Have ingested gallons of tea and juice, I suspect, since Bernard puts a glass or mug in my hand every time I turn around.
Sunny and Bernard are back outside, now, after lunch; Sunny seems to be discovering the joys of jumping into leaf piles, which makes me really sulky because I want to be out there with them. Ah, well. Fall will still be falling when I'm feeling better.
How're things with you? The bar seems relatively quiet, lately, but then I haven't been out for a couple of days, so it's all probably gone to the dogs in the interim. If I'm still sick next weekend (Merlin forbid, but the Healer says it'll be longer than normal, with me being pregnant), pop by for a visit. I'll try not to get germs all over you.
Miss you, Crowley. Take care.
Love from,
'Dora