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Perfected the Dreams
Dec. 20th, 2003 11:09 amSometime ago, at night. I was sharing a house with one of the competitors of Pop Idol and ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
roguejournal. We lived in a fairly large house but there was some doubt about security. Meire (roguejournal) began to cry because her little doll, which looked like a judge (or she called a judge?) had disappeared. This doll protected our house and it was imperative we find it. We looked everywhere until I found the little grey thing outside, sitting on an upside-down crate. It was unhurt. Everyone was happy.
Last night, I met up with Michelle (4q) and her boyfriend Eric to go see The Epoxies. The venue was an old, dark theatre, with crumbling banisters and wooden seats. Michelle knew the place well, and even managed to sneak us into the V.I.P. section. The band were on stage, but they seemed to be a theatre group instead of proper musicians. We watched the show and spent some time walking through the theatre's dark corridors, searching for The Epoxies.
roguejournal. We lived in a fairly large house but there was some doubt about security. Meire (roguejournal) began to cry because her little doll, which looked like a judge (or she called a judge?) had disappeared. This doll protected our house and it was imperative we find it. We looked everywhere until I found the little grey thing outside, sitting on an upside-down crate. It was unhurt. Everyone was happy.Last night, I met up with Michelle (
4q) and her boyfriend Eric to go see The Epoxies. The venue was an old, dark theatre, with crumbling banisters and wooden seats. Michelle knew the place well, and even managed to sneak us into the V.I.P. section. The band were on stage, but they seemed to be a theatre group instead of proper musicians. We watched the show and spent some time walking through the theatre's dark corridors, searching for The Epoxies.