Work was crazy, I bumped into a table with my hip (now sporting a beautiful and painful bruise)and then I had to go find a dress for my brother's wedding. I never wear a dress, I'm more of a skirt/trouser girl...
In the end I nearly hated my brother for getting married. ;) Still don't have a dress...
It is my first language, yes, but you're right, I think it's a British thing and I am definitely not British (say that in a New York accent). Ah well, we'll find out one day.
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Date: 2011-05-04 05:47 pm (UTC)*hugs*
Will check the fic when I have a while ^^
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Date: 2011-05-04 05:54 pm (UTC)In the end I nearly hated my brother for getting married. ;)
Still don't have a dress...
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Date: 2011-05-04 06:07 pm (UTC)Oh, and the bruise! *ouch*
Try Mrs. Hudson's herbal soothers ;)
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Date: 2011-05-06 05:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-07 02:20 pm (UTC)Maybe a British thing? ;)
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Date: 2011-05-08 05:01 am (UTC)