R's journal is going to go on my website, as soon as I get it up. Until I do I'll just put them here.
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Dear Journal:
My typist, Elphie, is forcing me to keep a journal. She thinks that it will help me deal with my "crippling emotional disorders". I truly fear her sometimes.
I just got home (Elphie is very happy that I am now referring to her home as my own) from Joly's. I spent the holidays there, and met his typist Eva. She's such a strange girl. It was fantastic to see good old Jolllly. Can you imagine it, one-hundred and fifty years of being dead, and the man is still afraid of the common cold. Some people I will never understand.
I have been highly subjected, by Elphie, to what she calls "slashfics". And what a distasteful subject that is! It seems to me that Enjolras and I are some sort of "poster couple". Where would you get the idea that Enjolras and I were anything more then what we are (and that are acquaintances and nothing more)!? Probably Courfeyrac. And of course I admired the man, maybe even loved him, but how could you not? He is such a lovely, god-like statue.
I need a drink.
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Dear Journal:
My typist, Elphie, is forcing me to keep a journal. She thinks that it will help me deal with my "crippling emotional disorders". I truly fear her sometimes.
I just got home (Elphie is very happy that I am now referring to her home as my own) from Joly's. I spent the holidays there, and met his typist Eva. She's such a strange girl. It was fantastic to see good old Jolllly. Can you imagine it, one-hundred and fifty years of being dead, and the man is still afraid of the common cold. Some people I will never understand.
I have been highly subjected, by Elphie, to what she calls "slashfics". And what a distasteful subject that is! It seems to me that Enjolras and I are some sort of "poster couple". Where would you get the idea that Enjolras and I were anything more then what we are (and that are acquaintances and nothing more)!? Probably Courfeyrac. And of course I admired the man, maybe even loved him, but how could you not? He is such a lovely, god-like statue.
I need a drink.