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Title: Bakerloo Line Blues
Author/Artist: Your friendly neighbourhood thisisreallynow author, clovermews.
Rating: PG
Warnings: Pretty gross.
Word count: 528
A/N: This is a fictionalized account of what happened last Friday night to edgewareroad and myself. For the record, no alcohol was involved. Just a 3D movie (NARNIA) and some vertigo. Also, this was written for the fab Winter Hols Fest run by mabonwitch based off prompt #6.

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Today was my last day of undergraduate classes. Ever. I just have to take three final exams (three! that's IT!) and then I'm done! I'll have a degree!!!...BUT I feel like I haven't learned anything! SHIT! I hope that my graduate school professors are okay with me not know anything about anything!! BECAUSE I DON'T!

I've also managed to not attend my last undergraduate class ever because of a certain cretin who's in the class and made me cry this weekend. Fucking exboyfriend! Ugh! Why he gotta be that way?!

Also, I've a sprained ankle. A stiletto wearing bitch decided it would be fun to stomp all over my ankle. Now its all purpley-blue, swollen and it hurts to walk. So I'm sitting up in bed with ice on my foot. Boo! Down with the stilettos! I feel like this is some kind of girly-karma. Its like "You wore flats to a dance! You're comfortable!? FEEL OUR STILETTO REVENGE!!!" Well, I am feeing the revenge, believe me.

ROAR!!

I'm going to go read some Ron/Hermione to ease my sorrows, for they are my guilty pleasure.

OH! SPEAKING OF RON/HERMIONE! AND FIC! I have found the first fic I wrote that has any new-gen characters in it. Its totally a joke, a mockery of fandom and JK Rowling, if you will. I wrote it the day after I finished Deathly Hallows, back in the day of "OMG JK EPILOGUE FAIL!" You know, before I embraced the new-gen kids as my own, obviously.

But yeah, if you're in for a laugh, read this stupid thing I wrote. Its basically a mockery of the whole "all was well" thing, and has a million grammatical errors...on purpose. :)

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