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[sebastienne]

although being a dirty stop-out means walking home in the freezing cold in last night's clothes and shoes, without the warming influence of alcohol, it does however mean hearing Magdalen chime eight as you're walking towards it with the sun low in the sky behind it casting colours on the clouds.

matt and helen were good to me last night. they gave me tom baker scripted by douglas adams and pictures of the french alps. i told them i was fine - and i was - but i don't think i would have been if i'd been alone.

there's a part of me that knows i'm on my way to an extreme. through wearing my best clothes and playing my best music and staying up 'til sunrise every day i hope to make it an up, not a down.

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[potatofiend.livejournal.com]

*hugs* Glad you had the support you needed, hon.

[darthfox.livejournal.com]

give a yell if you need me, hon. i've got hugs to spare.

[anotherusedpage.livejournal.com]

Come work on my floor if you want. Gimme a ring if you wanna head over.

[foulds.livejournal.com]

I'll be around coffee shops working most of today - text me if you want any company and you're near the town centre *hugs* (as always)

[slasheuse.livejournal.com]

Am heading down to shop o'love later, hope I bump into you. *hugs*

[countess-rezia.livejournal.com]

Sounds like you had an even stranger weekend than I did.

Many, many hugs.
xxxxx

[gatty.livejournal.com]

*eats you for breakfast*

Things will be things. We must have of the coffee. It will all be astounding, wait and see, it will all go sideways and no one will notice.

For there is magic and glitter and who cares which way we're going? Everything moves faster and faster untill we're thrown off, but the existance on the outside is the same as in the middle. We will stand still and move in all directions at once. And we will take everyone with us, one day.

[shoolessdwarf.livejournal.com]

i can just see you doing that. it makes kindof a pretty picture, like something out of a gritty arthouse romance film. or something from a stephen fry novel, i can see adrian writing whole poems about you walking home in last nights clothes and hearing the bells. Hope to see you soon, i fancy going up to see jessie sometime soon, so i could see you then. I should tell jessie im planning to come see her....oh well.

[ninepointfive.livejournal.com]

Jesus.
*hugs*
I'll talk to you on the net.
Love you.

[sebastienne.livejournal.com]

*love is you*

never ever stop being able to get inside my head and press all the right buttons. we must have of the coffee.

i've got a job in oxford this christmas, come and stay with me?

[sebastienne.livejournal.com]

balleriiina!

if you come up next week there's a pantomime (that i'm in) and there's a production of hedwig & the angry inch.

[gatty.livejournal.com]

Yus, yus, will do so. Are Laurie and Tim hanging around for xmas? Oh and we can write fic and listen to Bowie and drink coffee and go on and on about crack theory and sit in the botanical gardens in hats and scarves and it will snow.

Because I say so. *glomp* Want to read my novel?

[sebastienne.livejournal.com]

laurie is planning to be around for the whole holiday, i think tim is going home.

i would love to read your novel, but not until after the end of term. send it to me at the beginning of december and i will be muchly more able to give my attention to it.

there must and shall be snow in oxford.