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Justin Finch-Fletchley ([info]condign) wrote,
@ 2007-12-27 22:07:00

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September 22, 1997 || Monday during lunch
[Warded self]

I've been avoiding her all weekend. Not that it's been all too difficult, of course. She might just be doin' the same... Not that I blame her.

I should be the better man and say something. But...well.... alright I haven't a very good excuse not to really. I just...don't know what to say to her. And .... what the bloody fuck am I doing writing----


[/ward]

Welcome ladies and gents, wizards and witches, funny little elves in the kitchen too! Welcome to JFF's journal of incredibly pointless chicken scratch and hallabaloo. Today we'll be playing NAME THAT SONG!

First up is straight out of the muggle blues collection of snazzy cat T-Bone Walker who originally recorded it in 1947. Lyrics go a little something like this:
They call it stormy monday
But tuesdays just as bad.
They call it stormy monday
But tuesdays just as bad.
Lord, and wednesdays worse
And thursdays all so sad.

What's your guess? What's your guess? Let's go... Let's go. Haven't got all day ...


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