| achtzehn; october 30th, 1997 after the meeting with prof. babbling; hexed against staff |
[07 Feb 2008|10:27pm] |
Mr. Ravensdale is the oddest person I've ever met. Excluding Professor Trelawney, of course, but she has her own level of weirdness, so she hardly counts. He was rather entertaining, though pointless at times and I didn't really find his jokes to be all that funny. Specially since he guffawed every time he told one... that was quite unpleasant.
And boy, getting that man to shut up for even a second was quite the feat, but somehow I managed to get one question in. I was disappointed to learn that Italy is lovelier in the summer, but at least it isn't so bad during winter. Good thing, too, because if I'm going to spend my birthday there, I'd like to have a pleasant time.
And this assignment we're supposed to work with? Interesting doesn't begin to describe it. I'm actually a tad excited about this, now.
( PRIVATE TO KATHERINE )
( PRIVATE TO MICHAEL )
( PRIVATE TO STEPHEN )
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