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[Jul. 18th, 2011|08:43 pm] |
I don't know who the bloody fuck is going out onto the fields but it needs to stop.
I'm finding beer bottles, animal shite, broken balloons that I'm pretty positive are filled with mushy peas and candy wrappers.
My field is not your trash can, you all fucking got it? I don't care if it's your or one of your snot nosed little brats.
School is over but that doesn't mean that the fields go unused. I've got a fucking rec summer rec league out their ruining their cleats because some of you are dicks.
DICK ELSEWHERE. |
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[Mar. 5th, 2009|03:51 pm] |
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It wasn't me. |
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[Jan. 5th, 2009|10:49 pm] |
So you're all back, huh? Such a fucking waste. That space with the school could be used for something so much better. Like a nice house. I'll have to be looking for a better place then that flat of mine. The Pride of Portree pays nicely, but I've been advised the island is still a better place to keep a habit down. keeping myself here on the island, allows some sort of privacy.
Hopefully I'll still get that now. Seriously you whore and fucking autograph mongers need to back off or I'm buying some security. Get this fucking straight, just becuase I went to a similar school it's not the same, and even if I did I don't owe any of you fucking nothing. |
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[Dec. 10th, 2008|01:56 am] |
( Private to self )
I'll be going into Diagon Alley for team contract talks. Just because we screwed here doesn't mean I want to there. So don't bother me. It's embarrassing when you all do that. |
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[Nov. 24th, 2008|09:24 am] |
Bloody sprightly now that everything's back to normal. Might just be even a matter of time now before I'm finished with my sabbatical and back out in the skies. I've been thinking more and more about Wigtown Wanderers, but then again new offers are coming in every day and one does have to think about these things.
It sure does get fucking boring down at the bar sometimes, it'd be nice to have some warm company to come see me before a split back to Quidditch stardom. |
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[Nov. 13th, 2008|07:15 pm] |
You know recently I've been reading about all fuckers, complaining, whining, thinking shite is happening only to you. Well wake up you selfish sods, shite is happening in the village so just shut the bloody fuck up you cunts.
Private
Fuck. Shite. Arse. Nothing fucking works on this.
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[Oct. 6th, 2008|08:06 pm] |
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It may not have occurred to some of you fucks that other people live on this island that have nothing to do with that Institute of your's. I don't need to have my Saturdays ruined with little screaming girls grossed out over fish scales. It's a fucking fish market. Deal with it. And I especially don't need a quiet drink ruined by some sixth year's trying to get laid. You have to have the money first boys, and Daddy isn't going to pay for you getting to stick it in some whore. |
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[Sep. 16th, 2008|10:35 pm] |
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Recently I've been talking to my spiritual adviser. Seems I have a lot of tainted energy, whatever that means. So apparently a sabbatical is best for me until I decide which one of these team contracts I'm going to sign. After intense research for wear my soul would best be at harmony I've been advised to settle on Coróinbáis for at least six months. Now I know that means I'll be ridiculously close to the school, but no autographs please. I'm supposed to complete leave that lifestyle to regenerate. I'll be there Monday. |
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[Aug. 19th, 2008|09:43 pm] |
This is bloody ridiculous! Why in Merlin's fucking name would Ballycastle have to down size it's team? Everyone needs sodding back up. You just can't expect a Keeper to keep playing after he's been knocked in the head seven times. This wouldn't happened if I had been first string just like I was bloody promised. Stupid shite w---
Right then, off the disgusting Irish team on onto a better. At least I'm not being shoved off like those poor idiots. A werewolf's castle? Brilliant place for a school. Of course that's what they get for putting a foreign Auror in charge. |
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