Hah. I've been faaaaar too busy to write in my journal. I have Noel, I have a ridiculously large house with a stupid number of bedrooms, I have a healthy seventeen-year-old boy's lust, and best of all, THERE IS NO PROFESSOR WARNER!
All right, I'm exaggerating. How much sex I'm getting is nobody's business but mine and Noel's, anyway. :-P Although you should try telling that to Mum and Caroline. >.<
Mum: Who was shouting at four o' clock this morning?
Caroline: I don't know, Mum. Do you think someone was in pain?
Mum: I don't think so. He seemed awfully happy about whatever was being done to him.
Caroline: Oh, it was a 'him'?
Mum: I think so. Why don't we ask Will and Noel?
Me: STOP IT!
Caroline: *cracks up laughing*
Noel: Mockery is just another form of jealousy, Caroline. *nods*
Caroline: I don't want to have noisy sex with Will, thank you very much.
Me: *runs away*
Gyah, sisters... >.<
No, but really... we're having a lot of fun. I mean, fun that doesn't involve tearing off his clothes and licking every inch of his skin. ;-) He loves the horses, and Mum says the next foal can be his. WOO! We take Kalsi and Árdís out by turns because he doesn't feel ready to ride alone yet (and, yes, I'm still being a bit clingy... not that he minds. :D) Kalsi's my own and Árdís belongs to Frances, really, but of course she and Christian can't keep her with them in London. I think Noel's getting quite attached to her, anyway, so maybe she can be officially his for a while.
I have a load of letters to reply to... sorry for slacking, but it's all been a bit insane, with this rushing about all over the place to meet Dad back from the Flooport after his last job in South America, then dashing back and forth over Yorkshire between the two houses... insanity. Hurrah! Things are settling down a bit now, though. We're going to the Weird Sisters concert on Friday night in London -- Caroline has fancied Kirley for about eight years now, so she was first in line to buy tickets even though she's a Muggle. *grin* Mum's coming too... says she wants to catch up on the Gossip with Catriona, but I reckon she's really just another fangirl. :D
What else? Ooh, we're going on holiday with Dad from the 9th to the 23rd of August! It'll be bloody insane... me, Noel, Caroline, Fran, Christian, the Babies, Aileen, Ellie if she wants to, and my divorced parents, sharing a couple of tents in the middle of the French countryside. It'll be horrible. HORRIBLE! (I can't wait. *bounce!*)
Aaaaand before that, MY BIRTHDAY! That's August 7th, a Thursday, so Mum says she's packing away all delicate ornaments on the Saturday before, the 2nd, and calling an open house for a week.
Are you hearing this? OPEN HOUSE. Not only that, but an open house, with permission to hold an eighteenth birthday party.
More details later, if we decide on any, but I think it's pretty concrete... turn up anytime you like after the 2nd, stay as long as you want until we go off to France on the 9th, and prepare to get well and truly sloshed on the 7th. :-) We've plenty of bedrooms, so let me know if you'll want a double. Which most of you will, I know. It'll be so great, we can go into York and I'll show you 'round all the old Viking stuff (not the crappy Muggle parts, I mean the real parts... there were some right nutty Viking wizards, I tell you). And bring swimsuits, the lake's really good in the summer.
(Ooh, and if I catch anyone at all perving at my mum in her swimsuit, don't think I can't hold your head underwater and hit it with rocks... :D)
...think that's it, for now. MISSING YOU ALL! Mo's party seems like so long ago. :-)
And, I'll reply to letters tomorrow. Caroline videod the entire Fame Academy series before Christmas, and I still have half to get through.
SHITE-POP! IT'S BRILLIANT!
I'm not ashamed of my GMPs.
(Okay, my verdict so far? Sinead is a girl and I Still Would. >.< Malachi's voice does unspeakable things to my teenage libido. And Ainslie. OHGOD, Ainslie. Good thing this is a laptop computer. ;D)
(And, no, this is not cheating on Noel. It's like Mum says. "Being on a diet doesn't mean you're not allowed to look at the menu." *dies laughing* No, I'm kidding... anybody I need to defend myself to about Noel isn't worth our time anyway. So there. :-P)
(Yes, I'm still in love. Yes, I'm happier than I've ever been. This is a Good summer. *nods*)