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Libby Glass' InsaneJournal:
| Thursday, February 18th, 2010 | |
| 4:53 pm | [empty world] Is anyone still here? Or do I mean still not here. I mean CAN ANYONE READ THIS? Please? |
| 4:50 pm | [empty world] DON'T LEAVE ME HERE ALONE! |
| Wednesday, February 17th, 2010 | |
| 3:24 am | [empty world] It's awfully quiet here at night when everyone else is either sleeping or doing a damn good imitation thereof. I can't sleep. I hate not being able to sleep. It's as quiet here as the time I went on a caving field trip. Half our class squeezed through a crack in the rock and went down deep underground. When we got to there they turned off the lights and told us to concentrate on the silence. In the modern world, our teachers told us, silence, absence of mechanical noise, is a rare thing. If it's not the air conditioner it's an airplane flying by. Or, for the witches and wizards in the audience, if it's not the sizzle of a spell it's the sound of your house elf doing the dishes. But deep underground, you can't hear any of that. However, I could still hear the rest of the class breathing and shifting positions. Just like I can hear breathing now. It still sounds like silence to me. Right. Who wants to compete in a screaming contest tomorrow? If we're still here, of course, though I wouldn't object even if we're not. Rachel agreed to judge, and judging will be on volume, length, creativity, and sincerity. All you actors and actresses, think of it as practice for when you have a role that requires a truly thrilling scream, and everyone else, it's a great way to release some tension. If you have any tension, and aren't bored to death yet. If we're here in the evening, I'll tell my best real ghost story to anyone who dares to listen. Ickles not allowed. I don't care what anyone says, I want a ghost story, and if you don't, you don't have to listen. |
| Sunday, January 24th, 2010 | |
| 7:06 pm | Private to the women of the MLP Can any of you draw or paint? It has to be good. |
| Monday, January 18th, 2010 | |
| 7:26 pm | Twice the excitement -- or not. What I learned about bargaining, by Libby Glass 1) Teasing works better on the boys. 2) Threatening to take my business elsewhere works best on the girls. 3) Pretending to get angry doesn't work on anyone if you can't keep it up. 4) I give up. Think that'll work out long enough when I add all the bluster? Incidentally, I am not happy about losing my field trip and supposedly getting "telephones" instead. About five of them, that's not a phone, it's a device for forming a queue. And riddle me this: what does not connected to an exchange mean? |
| Tuesday, January 12th, 2010 | |
| 8:29 pm | I can read your mind Come one, come all, to Libby's Mind Reading Extravaganza, the first of its kind to grace these lovely journals. What, you ask, is that? I'm so glad you asked. I, Libby Glass, have developed an entirely new method for mind reading and I am inviting you to try it out. Those of you who think loud thoughts are especially welcome, but anyone may try, as Libby Glass's Mind Reading Pinwheel (patent pending) will help to amplify your thoughts. Don't be shy! All you have to do is look at the Mind Reading Pinwheel below and think about one of the images. Then let me know that you're thinking, but don't tell me which image you're thinking about. Don't worry, I can read your mind! And don't forget to think as hard as you can.  |
| Wednesday, January 6th, 2010 | |
| 8:50 pm | Hey everyone, I need a list of a bunch of things that are easy to draw. Bonus points if they're either good or bad, if they are lukewarm I will spit them out of my mouth. I've already got a top hat and a rabbit, although I will admit if pressed that rabbits aren't easy to draw. |
| Tuesday, December 1st, 2009 | |
| 10:54 pm | Let it be known that I, Libby Glass, have decided to try out all of the Hogwarts houses while I'm here, in order to get "the full Hogwarts experience". I will be choosing making my final choice of house at the end of the year. Furthermore, I am convinced that I can make a more informed choice based on experience, and my choice will be better than a mind-reading hat, though I am a bit miffed that no one offered us the experience of the hat as part of our matriculation at Hogwarts. In any case, I'll be starting with Hufflepuff this month because I already the hat and scarf. Make your suggestions here for what I ought to do to experience life fully as a Hufflepuff. Thank you, thank you. |
| Monday, November 9th, 2009 | |
| 7:34 pm | All of a sudden, I'm horribly homesick. I even miss my parents, and you know things are in desperate straits when that happens. So! Who wants to slide down the moving stairs on trays with me? I have the trays. |
| Thursday, October 29th, 2009 | |
| 1:17 am | A moment of noise for things that are fun. Hey, magic people. Can someone bespell my journal so I can send music through it? Or sounds that play in you-the-reader's head when you read to the point where there should be sounds? Never mind, can't wait, you'll just have to use your imaginations for the sound effects while I tell you a story about flash mobs. I was in one once, and it was hilarious. A friend of mine (that would be Lucas of the crazy hair) sent me the invitation, and all it said was to meet just outside the park where the thing was going to happen -- with a pillow, of all things. Bet you can't guess what it was for! When we got there, there were about a million people there, and the organizers told us what to do and we all set up a few alarms on our phones. Then we went into the park, which was the sort of park that's just filled with people strolling and playing and sitting on benches watching the ducks. We wandered around for a while, just like normal people with nothing better to do -- until it was time. Finally, the time came. We whipped out our pillows and put them over our heads and gazed fearfully upward. There was a shout, and then another. Soon half the people in the park were pointing at the sky and shouting that the sky was falling. You should have seen all the normal people staring at us and asking what was going on. Some of them hurried off like they thought it was crazy gas in the air, but some of them stayed to enjoy the show, or to play along or pretend to reason with us. I offered a little kid my pillow, and she took it wide eyed and put it over her head ever so solemnly, to protect her from bits of falling sky. After five minutes -- truly, you just can't keep up that level of panic for much longer -- we all wiped our brow and declared the crisis over, in perfect synchronicity. Then we went off with our friends to laugh about the whole thing for hours. Brilliant fun for all. Speaking of fun: Hey Harrison Upjohn! Would you rather go to this dance with a bloodthirsty pirate or a storm spirit (now with real fake lightning -- full of light and fury but leaving the zap entirely to the imagination)? I've got both costumes, and the storm spirit has superior effects but the pirate would match if you haven't changed your mind, plus pirates have more to say, and in my considered opinion that's always a plus. |
| Thursday, October 22nd, 2009 | |
| 10:19 pm | By Merlin, I think she's got it! Hear ye, hear ye. By decree of Libby Glass, wordsmith extraordinaire, the old and outdated words for people of a nonmagical persuasion, the ones that started with an 'm' and an 's', are hereby replaced. Anyone who aspires to keep up with the times will henceforth use the word 'createer' (sounds like 'create' and rhymes with 'musketeer') when referring to those of us who live in the real world outside your spells. Finally! It has been a long and difficult journey, but I am pleased with this outcome, and am confident that those of you who have been waiting with bated breath for the result of my search for better words will be pleased along with me. But why createer? Why, because those of us without magic have to create our world without shortcuts. If you doubt we deserve it, I invite you to come visit the createer world and see how creative it can be. You might enjoy it! Meanwhile, you still get wizard (and wizzy-wiz), which still sounds brilliant, doesn't it? And, don't forget, you also get brooms and multi-coloured cats and ways to fix things without glue. By the way, did anyone see my auditions for the play? If you didn't, I will tell you the absolute truth: you really missed something. That bloke Capulet came out so angry I almost scared myself. Oh, and Ms. Montague? What a laugh. Bet you anything I don't get that one, but I bet I get a part. |
| Wednesday, October 7th, 2009 | |
| 11:25 am | What's this? Oh yes, it's a journal by which I can communicate with the mysterious world of Hogwarts. I remember such things... why it was only last week that I used just such a journal for the very first time. In fact, I think this is the same one, stolen by perfidious roommates and hidden under vast piles of homework in a (successful!) attempt to conceal the vile theft. Or I may have just lost it and then found it again, it's so hard to tell. Splendid! Now, what shall I say to the magical world of wizardry? Ahh, yes. Stand by for important communications: Anne, did you get the chocolate I sent you? I wasn't sure about addressing, but they assured me it would get to you, so if it didn't I shall have to go back and tell them I told them so and names are not addresses. But I suppose true names are magic, I read a story about that once. I can't wait until we get to Hogwarts, I'm starting to get sick of seeing the same people over and over again over here. What's more, the History of Hogwarts as recounted by the noble Sir Icarus of Ollerton, Knight of Hogsmeade (puissant and tall) -- it's full of excitement, so I just know you lot are having more fun over there than we are. |
| Tuesday, September 29th, 2009 | |
| 7:54 pm | And now, for your reading pleasure...may I introduce LIBBY GLASS! Thank you, thank you, I'm so glad to be with you this evening. As the kind announcer has already said -- no, that wasn't me up there, it was the announcer -- I'm Libby Glass, non-magical magician and soon to be inventor of a better way to say the word formerly said in a way that rhymes with 'huggle' but beginning with an m. My new word will not sound anything like as absurd. I'm still working on that, works of genius can't be rushed. Even works of non-genius can't be rushed. If you have any ideas, please leave them after the tone, I'll be happy to share credit. Now, on to more important things. How do I get in on this gift giving spree? I'll be happy to send everyone anonymous flowers courtesy of myself and the back garden here, or origami flowers if you prefer, but only if someone will send me something you consider representative of Hogwarts. Either that or something magical, I'm not picky. |
| Monday, September 28th, 2009 | |
| 5:59 am | ( Libby Glass ) |