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Categories > Books > Harry Potter > Peaceful Moments Are a Rare Joy
Owl Posts and Snorkacks --OR-- Draco's Vision of Hell2 Reviews
Neville lets Ginny know his feelings in a letter and Ron gets his Christmas presents.
Neville Longbottom frowned at the parchment in front of him. He pushed away from his desk and got to his feet. He walked over to his bed and picked up a small rubber ball off his nightstand and rolled it between his hands.
He stayed over the Holiday mostly to keep Harry company; his plants as well. The ones that couldn't have survived his absence could likely survive the transit or at least Harry's care for a few days; however Neville didn't want Harry roaming the school all alone on Christmas.
He might not have been as close to Harry as Ron, certainly not as close as Hermione but Harry had always looked out for him. He'd never picked on Neville, even when the other Gryffindors were engaging in friendly teasing. He'd stood up to Malfoy on Neville's behalf during first year, and many times since.
Now, Neville was further indebted to Harry after the other wizard had helped him to get a date with Ginny Weasley. He'd confided in Harry on the train ride this year that he'd been excited to see Ginny and he'd fancied the younger Gryfinndor since late in their third year.
Most of the other guys he was friends with at Hogwarts would have either teased him or told the entire school about his crush to embarrass him, or perhaps tell her older brother, who happened to be Harry's best friend, and earn Neville a vicious beating. Harry merely smiled and nodded, seemingly letting the conversation pass by.
Then last month Harry and Hermione had invited Neville to come with them on a Hogsmeade weekend, Ron had suffered a broken ankle at Quidditch practice the day before and was held up with Madam Pomfrey for the weekend. When they'd arrived at the Three Broomsticks, he'd been shocked to find Ginny waiting for them.
Unfortunately for him at the time, Harry and Hermione soon disappeared. His palms had never been so coated in sweat in his life as they were when Harry practically slammed him down into the booth and said with a grin, "I'm sorry you two, but Hermione's been twisting my arm to take her over to Dervish and Banges." Harry then slapped him on the shoulder and said, "Neville, Ginny, Cheers." Then they were gone.
Once she'd gotten Neville to calm down he'd had a lot of fun, and so did Ginny it would seem. They'd had lunch and then tea before she dragged him to Honeydukes. She even took him to the Shrieking Shack and tried to dare him to go in. He'd made it three steps past the fence before cringing.
When they returned to the common room, it was with Ginny's arms wrapped around his right arm. She thanked him for the afternoon then called him charming before kissing his cheek. He stood out in the hall blushing until the Fat Lady finally shooed him inside.
Seamus and Dean made fun of his silly grin for a week.
Admittedly, he was very new at the whole "Boyfriend" thing. He understood there was more to it than snogging and holding hands, but only in a vague sense. Seamus and Dean had walked him through some of the ins-and-outs. He had planned to ask Harry or Ron but Seamus had laughed and said that they would be very little help.
They told him to do things like; listen to her (which he was happy to do) to sit next to her at meals, and ask her how her day went. With help, he'd seemed to be getting the hang of it.
That is, until it came time to buy her a Christmas gift. This was something Seamus and Dean couldn't help with as neither of them had dated seriously enough to buy a Christmas present. They did something horrible to him; they sent him to Parvati and Lavender.
The result was a hellish Saturday Afternoon in Hogsmeade where the pair had dragged him through every shop in town, spending the whole time giggling at him and telling him that all his ideas were catastrophically wrong. "You can't get her Quidditch equipment Neville, she's your girlfriend!" "Honestly Neville, what kind of boyfriend gets school supplies for his girlfriend?" "Put the book down Neville!"
They'd finally had mercy on him and picked out a bracelet that was as pretty as it was expensive. They'd given him very clear instructions as well; don't give it to her before she left. He was to send it to her by Owl with a note that told Ginny very clearly how he felt.
He sighed and returned to his desk then sat down. He picked up the note from the piles of crumpled parchments around it. This was his tenth attempt to put his feelings into words and the tenth try seemed as feeble as the first nine. He sighed and set the note aside.
"I am such a ponce." Harry's owl, Hedwig squawked from her cage near the window at him. He turned and regarded the owl with a frown, "You agree, don't you?" The bird tilted her head at him silently. With a sigh, he turned back to the note he'd written.
Reading the tripe that he'd written he wondered, not for the first time, what Ginny saw in him.
He crumpled the parchment and cast it aside. Hedwig hooted at him again and he turned to the bird. The snowy owl just looked at him and flapped her wings. "What do you suggest?" It was too bad that Hedwig couldn't talk; he could have used some advice.
What kind of Gryffindor was he when he couldn't even muster the courage to write to his girlfriend on Christmas? Finally he came to a decision. He'd write what he felt and if it wasn't great, he wouldn't care, as long as it was true.
Picking up a new piece and loading up his quill he put ink to paper. He would tell her everything:
He told her about his parents and how much it hurt for them not to recognize him.
He told her how much it hurt to know that Harry's fate could have easily been his.
How much the friendships he'd made here meant to him.
How much she meant to him.
How he felt when she touched his cheek, or hugged him. How his breath would stutter when she took his hand in the hallway or that time she sat in his lap in the common room. How every time she kissed him he blushed, even a month later because he was so in awe of her...
He realized after a while that once the words started, he had a hard time stopping them. He didn't dare stop or re-read what he wrote either. The freedom he felt might go away and he'd never gather the courage to send the note.
Finally he managed to bring his gushing to a close and he signed the letter with. "All my Love and Admiration, Neville."
He set the quill down and tied the parchment around the bracelet box, still not daring to read the letter. He stood up and stretched, confessing one's feelings tended to cause a sore shoulder and a cramped writing hand.
He heard Hermione's laughter down in the common room and turned to Hedwig. His grandmother still had their owl and he didn't want to go across campus to use one of the school's. He walked out of the sixth year's dorms and made his way down the steps.
He could hear them talking as he approached; "Harry?" Hermione sound a lot like she had come down with a cold of some sort.
Harry's voice was just as heavy, "Yes?"
"Say it again." There was a silence of some sort as he reached the base of the stairs. What was happening?
He got the answer as he turned towards the girl's staircase, they were whispering in a very tight embrace... He suddenly felt like a first-class jackass for just coming down the steps and gawking at a private moment. He felt his face burn as he stuttered, "Oh..." They both froze and turned to him with wide eyes. "I-I just... Well I..." He suddenly found the edge of the rug far more interesting. Anything was better then staring.
He heard Harry clear his throat and say. "It's alright Neville, no harm done."
He looked up and saw Harry smiling at him. Neville felt his face burn again and he grinned awkwardly. Most guys would be ready to kill if they were interrupted at a time like this. In fact he'd caught Dean on the Train ride from Hogwarts last year with Susan Bones and the larger Gryffindor threatened to pound him into the floor if he didn't leave quickly. Dean later said he was sorry, but it was what he'd expect out of any red-blooded sixteen year-old.
He waved his hands impotently and stammered; "I'm s-sorry. I just wanted to b-borrow... Borrow Hedwig. T-tto send Ginny her..."
Harry nodded encouragingly, "Christmas Present?" He nodded dumbly and Harry waved him off, "Go ahead Neville."
He gave Harry a relieved smile and said, "Thanks." He turned towards the stairs but paused. He turned slightly and looked towards the pair, "Happy Christmas, Harry... and Hermione too." He blushed anew as he said her name.
The dark haired boy smiled gently, "Happy Christmas, Neville."
Neville turned and ran up the steps, coming to a stop by his desk. When he had a chance to finally relax he found the scene rather funny. What would the others say when they found out? Harry had been following Hermione like a puppy since the end of fifth year and most of the school was sure that if he and Ron didn't kill each other that one of the pair would eventually capture the affections of the bookish Gryffindor Prefect.
He laughed as he realized Seamus owed him five Galleons. The Irish wizard was sure that Ron would eventually regain enough courage to land Hermione. "Shows how much he knows." Hedwig looked at him strangely, as if annoyed that he was talking to himself, or more likely, interrupting her nap.
He picked up Ginny's package and paused. With a grin, he opened the parchment and quickly added to his letter in a Post Signing. Sure it might mean he was whipped, but Ginny would be dying to know something like this.
He re-wrapped the note around the box then crossed the room and opened the window. He turned to Hedwig and said, "Would you please take this to Ginny at the Burrow?" Hedwig hooted obligingly and took the package before swooping out of the window.
He turned around and left the dorm again. He called out to the pair as he was about to enter the common room, "Harry? Hermione? I was wondering if you might want to have..." He entered the empty room and sighed, "Lunch." He shrugged and walked out of the common room bound for the Great Hall.
If asked to define his vision of Hell on Earth; Draco Malfoy might think of no place better (or worse) than the Burrow on Christmas Eve, as it was now the World Capital of Weasleys. Five Generations crowded the house, packing every corner; Mothers, fathers, aunts, uncles, grandparents, sisters, brothers and cousins from six to one hundred and six (Great Grandmother Weasley) and everywhere in between.
The sheer amount of Red-hair would probably be enough to send the pale Slytherin screaming for the hills or even give him a stroke. Ron Weasley grinned at the thought; he'd definitely take option number two.
He looked around the living room, his father was in an animated discussion with their Uncle Timothy about a Muggle Pub Game he'd seen in London called "Darts" while his mother was shooing his younger cousins away from Errol who was flopped over in the corner by the clock. Charlie was talking Bill's girlfriend, Fleur's ear off about the Dragons he was working with while playing a game of Wizard's Chess with Bill.
Meanwhile Fred and George were sitting on the couch splitting time between picking on Ginny and speaking with their dates (Fred had brought Angelina while George was sending rather disturbing glances towards Katie Bell.) Even Percy was here, though he and his fiancée, Penelope Clearwater were looking rather uncomfortable in the corner of the room. It must have been hard for Percy to swallow his pride and come here after the last year.
Ron took a deep breath and settled into his chair happily. It felt so good to be home, surrounded by his family. He complained about them, he sighed, he complained about everything sometimes and sometimes he wondered how anyone put up with it. He'd realized that on his date with Hermione a few weeks ago. He'd been so tense that he took a few drinks from Seamus' flask of Ogden's and as the liquor took hold he'd found himself slipping into familiar patterns. He started complaining to and about Hermione until his friend finally sighed and turned to Lavender, effectively ignoring him.
As a result he downed the rest of Seamus' firewhiskey. The rest of the day was blackness.
After he suffered through a rather awful hangover, he came to three conclusions. First, drinking and dating don't mix. Second, his chances of being Hermione's boyfriend had probably gone up in smoke and third, he needed to lighten up sometimes.
Which brought him here and now, instead of staying with Harry and bitching his ear off about the Weasley Christmas Gathering, he trusted his friend in Hermione's care and came. Harry had sent him a letter yesterday, wishing him and the rest of the family a Happy Christmas. He sent Ron a new set of Quidditch gloves he also sent a muggle-style shirt with "Property of the Chudley Canons" on the chest (From Hermione.)
Harry also wrote that he appreciated Ron staying with him over the years, which suggested Hermione had told Harry about their conversation. After all, it was just something he and Harry left unsaid, like the fact that Ron used Harry's habit of talking in his sleep to find his father's invisibility cloak. Well, not quite the same as that, because he felt good hearing Harry's admission and Harry would likely hex his hands off.
He looked up when he heard Charlie cry out, "Oh Bloody Hell!"
Bill was smirking at his brother from the Chessboard, "It's not my fault you don't know chess, Charlie." His older brother grumbled while Bill reset the board, "Oi, Ron!"
Ron stood up and crossed the living room. As he did, Fred and George smirked from the couch and said in unison, "Uh-oh Ickle Ronikins is off to face his Brother."
His mother called out from the kitchen, "Fred, George, leave Ronald alone!" He winced; he'll pay for that later. He could practically hear Fred and George's shared brain working out ways for him to pay for her fighting his battles for him. She breezed into the room and smiled down at her youngest son, "Here Ronald, have some Eggnog dear." She handed him the glass and patted his cheek affectionately. It seemed that after five years of not coming home, this year meant a lot to her.
As quickly as his mother had appeared, she flitted off to check on the fifteenth pie she'd made today. He felt Charlie clap Ron's shoulder and heard a splosh sound in front of him. He looked to see Charlie pour something into his cup. He turned to his older brother, who winked and said. "Trust me Ron; it makes the sting of defeat a little easier."
Bill and Fleur laughed and Bill moved one of his pawns. "You never know Charlie, Fred tells me that Ron is the reigning Gryffindor Chess Champion."
Ron smirked as he moved one of his own pawns, "That's five and a half years running." He took a sip from his cup and suppressed a grimace. The taste of Ogden's nearly overpowered the eggnog.
Bill grinned at his youngest brother, "Well, with competition like Harry and Neville, I should hope so." He then moved one of his knights.
Ron looked the board over as he tried to form a strategy. Movement at the window caught his eye and he watched Hedwig swoop in the window carrying a package. He was about to remark on Harry's Bird returning to the Burrow when it flew past him and dropped the package into Ginny's lap before perching on the arm of the sofa in front of Katie and George. Katie smiled and gently stroked the snowy owl's feathers.
Fred turned from Angelina to watch Ginny turn the package over in her fingers. As she unwrapped the parchment he asked, "What did Harry send you?" She opened the small jewelry box and blushed at the sight of the gold bracelet within.
It was a simple gold chain with a single emerald set in the middle. She reached in and gently removed it, her fingers nearly trembling. Angelina leaned forward and helped her put it on while Ron stammered. As she picked up the note Ron managed to say, "Bloody Hell, Harry sent you that!" Ginny ignored him as she was reading the parchment, an ecstatic smile on her face and tears brimming in her eyes.
Upon seeing those tears, Ron immediately forgot the Chess board in favor of learning who had made his sister cry and killing them. He stood over her, "Ginny! Why are you..."
She giggled and said, "Oh my goodness..." She read another line, "Oh Neville..." Ron had heard all he needed to know, he'd tolerated Neville... putting his hands on his baby sister, but he wouldn't let Longbottom make her cry.
He was already plotting Neville's death when a wicked gleam bloomed in Fred and George's eyes. Fred snatched the Parchment from her and leapt from the couch while George got into Ginny's way. Fred read the note while the gleam in his eyes spread like a virus to his lips where it took the form of a wicked grin, "Sweet Merlin!"
Ginny tried to snatch the note but George was doing well in his effort to run interference. Fred smirked and cleared his throat, "'My Dearest Ginny-'"
"Don't you dare, Fred!"
"'The words I can conjure fail to do your beauty justice...' 'Your smile is enough to make me weak...' Oh, who knew Neville had this in him? 'Just holding your hand is a joy...' This is bloody fantastic."
Ginny's face was somewhere between scarlet and purple as she tried to lunge past her brother. Ron noticed that Bill and Charlie were content to watch the scene unfold while Percy frowned at his younger brothers. As for himself, it took a moment for the unreasonable rage boiling in him to pass but as it did he started to see the humor that can only come from embarrassing his baby sister.
Fred turned to Ron with tears of mirth slipping down his cheeks and he said, "Dear Merlin Ron, did you know you had a prancing little girl for a roommate?"
Ron took another drink from his glass to hide his smirk. After he swallowed he managed to croak out around the whiskey-face, "I'll have you not talk about Harry like that."
"FRED, I swear-"
The twin merely returned to reciting the letter, "'I blush at your kiss not from embarrassment but from awe, as I cannot believe you would care for me like I do for you.'"
He paused when Katie called out, "Actually that is rather sweet, I didn't think Neville was such a romantic." Angelina and Fleur nodded in agreement.
The twins shrugged before Fred continued, "'All my Love and Admiration, Neville.'" His eyes grew wide and he smirked, "'Post Signing, I thought you might want to know that I caught Harry and Hermione sn-' OW!" Fred dropped the parchment reacting at the searing pain in his left earlobe while George doubled over and clutched his stomach where Ginny's fist had landed.
Their mother's shrill voice caught his attention, "Fred Weasley! How many times have I told you to leave Ginny alone?"
She released Fred's ear and turned her attention to the bracelet Neville had sent Ginny, "Oh my... It's beautiful Ginny."
The youngest Weasley blushed.
Ron had seen Lavender and Parvati enough in the common room to tell when squealing girl-talk was coming. He walked back his chair and returned his attention to the chess board when his father entered the room with a puzzled expression. "Ron?"
He looked up, "Yes?"
Arthur Weasley frowned slightly, "There's a young..." He cleared his throat slightly, "lady here to see you."
Ron stood from his chair and shrugged apologetically to Bill, he also tried to ignore the cat-calls that came from Bill Fred and George. He considered telling them to shut their mouths but years of living in the Burrow had taught his one thing above all others; telling a Weasley to shut up was pointless.
He walked into the kitchen and found his visitor facing away from him inspecting Errol's seemingly lifeless form. Her long winter coat obscured most of her form but years of Hogwarts robes had given every Male student a unique form of magic. It didn't matter how bulky a girl's clothing was or how much there was, after six years of knee-highs, jumpers and floor length robes a Hogwarts boy could determine how pleasing any girl's form was to the eye.
He could tell very easily that this girl would have a rather nice backside, probably pretty nice legs as well. He really hoped she wasn't some lost cousin, 'cause the first thought in his head as she stood up was...
His mind blanked at the long blonde hair twisted into a bun and the unmistakable glint of bottle-caps hanging from her ears. He felt a confused frown furrowing his brow. "Luna."
She turned at the sound of her name and looked right into... well not right into his eyes as it seemed like she was looking right through him into his soul. "Ronald." She smiled at him strangely and stepped forward. Ron took notice of her clothing and was surprised when a voice in his head remarked how flattering it was to her figure.
It wasn't a sexy dress, not like the dresses he fantasized about girls wearing; it was similar to a school uniform. A tasteful skirt, dark sweater and matching shoes, however it fit her form and Ron found his eyes being drawn a little south of her piercing gaze. 'Who knew Luna had so much to offer?' He heard a sleazy voice in the back of his head say. It was the same voice that whooped that time he caught a peek of Parvati's knickers in Trelawney's class last month.
She tilted her head at him and reached out to push a lock of hair away from his brow, "Troubling thoughts Ronald?" Her fingers were gliding over the creases on his forehead with care.
He stammered for a moment before he heard his mother's voice, "Luna, how are you dear?"
Luna turned and smiled, "Hello Mrs. Weasley, I'm fine. I came here to give Ronald his Christmas presents." At the word 'presents,' Ron noticed the box under her arm and worried slightly at the sight of a small clawed, paw sticking out though an air-hole.
Molly smiled, "Well then, I'll make you two some hot chocolate and you two can talk out on the porch." She turned and yelled into the living room, "Arthur, be a dear and bring Ronald his coat."
A moment later his father came in with his coat, his mother took it and began to simultaneous shove Ron's arms into his coat and push him towards the door, "Mum! Mum, wait, it's cold!"
She pulled the door open and pushed him out, Luna followed under her own power, "That's what the coat is for." He watched his mother's eyes mist over as she looked between. "You two are just adorable." The front door was then shut in his face.
He turned around and found Luna staring at him with wide pale eyes. He could hear her humming that blasted song under her breath. He'd find whoever wrote "Weasley is Our King" one day and that day would be their last. She stopped humming and took a seat on the small bench near the door.
She grinned at him and patted the spot beside her, "Come Ronald." He blushed, something about the way she said his name was... 'No!' He clamped down on his thoughts. He wasn't going to think about a girl his sister's age erotically, no matter how much the two points in her sweater tried to convince him to. 'It's just so bloody cold here Weasley get that brain out of the gutter!'
She raised an eyebrow at him, "Ronald, if you don't stop arguing with yourself you'll end up mad."
His jaw went slack, "How do you do that?"
Her eyes twinkled and she patted the spot beside her. His feet betrayed him and he lumbered over to her and sat down. She patted his knee before resting her hands on the box she held, "Your face is like a book Ronald, a wonderfully written book." He felt his cheeks flush bashfully at her praise, "You just have to know where to start reading."
He couldn't reply right away, he was thrown by her adoring gaze. It was a little known secret that he'd been seeking out Luna lately. It was the way she looked at him, it made him feel important, like he was more than Harry's comic relief. She would tell him about Nargles and Crumple-horned Snorkack and striped whatsits for hours, all the while she would just look at him like he was the most amazing thing she'd ever seen.
He wasn't terribly proud of it, he was pretty sure he was taking advantage of her affections and that wasn't fair to her. She reached out and pushed his hair away from his eyes. He blushed, "Why are you so nice to me, Luna? I treat you terribly."
She smiled, "I saw your heart Ronald, it cried out for me on the train that day and I couldn't help but to look for it. I loved you then, love is forgiving." She smiled, completely lacking any embarrassment at admitting her feelings. She must have known what he was going to ask because she smiled, "I loved you because your heart speaks to me and if I knew nothing else I'd know enough. Your heart never lies and it is never afraid to call to me. You seek me out because my heart speaks to you as well."
He was bewitched; something in her words and gentle eyes had him. "How does your heart speak to me?"
She reached out and took his hand; the effect of skin-on-skin was shocking. It wasn't like the muggle-romance novels he'd caught Ginny reading on a few occasion; he didn't feel electricity and his heart didn't stop. On the contrary, his heart now seemed to be racing and he couldn't breathe without inhaling her, his eyes were fixed on her as she took his hand and pressed it against her chest over her heart.
She whispered, "You can't hear the heart speaking, Ronald. Life would be easier that way, you have to feel it. We feel each other's longing, even when you don't notice. You enjoy the way I look at you." He nodded, "You feel important, because to me, you are. More important then Harry's power or Hermione's knowledge is your love and that is beautiful, at least to me."
He reached up with his free hand and caught a tear that spilled down her cheek. "What does my heart say to you?"
She frowned at him, "Don't you know by now?" He shook his head feeling slightly silly, asking her what his heart said. She smiled and leaned forward, "It says, 'Shut your gob and kiss me!'" He blushed and smiled, "Ronald?"
He felt her small hands grip the lapels of his coat and she spoke huskily. "Shut your gob and kiss me!"
"Yes ma'am." He leaned forward pressed his lips against hers. The kiss was chaste but defining. He'd never call her or even allow her to be called "Loony Lovegood" again in his presence. The woman was a bloody genius, she made Hermione and her books look like a blibbering idiot.
He heard a little moan in the back of her throat and felt her fingers in his hair, suddenly he felt like a blibbering idiot himself. His mind had blanked and been refilled with Luna's warm lips and gentle caresses. His arms wrapped around her and he started to pull her to him when he heard a noise come from between them.
It was a pathetic attempt at a growl; it took a moment for him to register it. He pulled away from Luna and looked down at the little box. Whatever it was she'd brought, it was apparently mad at them for trying to crush it. "What is it?" She smiled at him and gently removed the lid. In the box was quite possibly the strangest and most-pathetic creature he'd ever seen. It was a little longer than a foot from the tip of its nose to the end of its tail. It looked a bit like a lizard, and had little useless looking wings on its back. He thought it looked like it might be a dragon of some sort but years of living with Charlie had allowed him to gain knowledge on dragons.
He noticed two little protrusions on his (hers?) head. Kind of like horns only they looked mangled. Luna spoke gently, "My father finally got a good lead on a nest of them. He brought home a whole litter, and I decided to give you the pick of the litter. His little horns are coming in nicely."
Ron's eyes widened, "Luna, is this? Is it a..."
He looked up at her and found a slightly smug expression on her face, "That Ronald is an infant Crumpled-Horned Snorkack."
The little snorkack looked up at him and mewled; it seemed to be trying to scare him off and of course was failing miserably. He looked back up at the blonde woman in front of him and smiled widely, "He's amazing."
She looked at him and smiled. "Do you like your presents then?"
He frowned, "What's the other present?" She shook her head again before leaning up and kissing his lips. She pulled away and he blushed, "Oh... yes well, no one ever said I was the smartest Weasley." He wrapped his arm around her shoulders and she gratefully snuggled into his side. "I wish I had known you were coming. I would have gotten you something."
She sighed happily and said, "I make my own presents Ronald. For example..." She then tore a button off his coat, removed her twine and bottle-cap necklace then ran the twine through one of the holes before replacing the "jewelry" around her neck.
Ron looked down at her indignantly, "Hey!"
Luna just smiled before kissing the side of his throat, "Hush Ronald, you're spoiling the moment." He quickly relented as Luna was nuzzling his throat and her arm was wrapped possessively over his chest. He couldn't argue so he just held her while the infant Snorkack mewled in annoyance at the neglect he was suffering.
They stayed on the couch, sitting quietly (save Ron's new pet) until his mother called them back inside to warm up. Later Ron would tell Harry that despite the constant teasing from Fred and George for the rest of the holiday, he'd never been happier.
He was so happy in fact, that he'd didn't kill Neville a few days later when he noticed a hickey on Ginny's neck at breakfast. He just gave his friend and dorm-mate a black eye and bloodied nose.
He may have decided to lighten up, but it couldn't happen overnight.


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"However, as Total's shares trade down more than 4%, there is good reason for investors to worry that a solution won't happen quickly."
This comment is entirely speculation. There is just as much reason to expect that since conditions are so much better than the BP situation, as the story points out, that the fix will not be anywhere near as challenging. Investors, not surprisingly, are over-reacting.
How can you state that conditions are so much better than the BP situation? Certainly this situation is in shallower waters, but the problem is not at the wellhead. The wellhead pressures are 4,000 psi greater than the BP situation and 85 degrees Celsius hotter than the BP situation. How is this better than the BP situation, as far as containment goes? You can do as you wish with your money, but I would not be so willing to say that the investors are over reacting with their money. – Read the entire article and not just the last paragraph.
Now is the time to buy natural gas futures.
This could be a big one. Gas cloud, Explosion, fire, loss of rig and ongoing oil and gas leak.
Set it alight now. limit oil and gas pollution. Only needs lightning srike to do job for them.
Rig unapproachable as long as gas cloud present.
These rigs are fitted with blow out preventers, last ditch safety device, surely local and remote control, what happened to this. This obviously failed or failure is in drill pipe or cementing below the preventer. Usual play down scenario as disaster unfolds.
Major failure is in operational safety regime probably due to financial pressures to not stop production.
Could have been a "Piper Alpha"
Can you imagine gas and oil 16000 lbs/sq in. ( 7 tons) 200 Centigrade, this stuff comes up from HELL. Contains sand and gravel impinging on steelwork, won't be long before BANG. Mixture probably too rich at present to ignite.
Washing machine going full time at Total office. Local M&S doing good trade in underwear.
Tell us the truth now, don't wait for it to be dragged out into light of day.
"Thank the Lord" the Guys got off. That is the miracle.

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Sotaro Tojima is a name that brings a smile to many gamers faces. Until recently, he was a personality that PlayStation lovers were likely to know for his work on the Metal Gear Solid franchise, one of that system's staple exclusives, and now Xbox fans have gotten to hear his work on a major exclusive of their own, Halo 4.
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What's in There For Me: Mining National Data for Information on Walking and Bicycling
The next APBP Webinar that BWAM will present will provide an examination of the large national databases available to us and how they can be queried to extract data on cycling and walking in our communities. This webinar will provide a user-friendly, 101-level overview of the National Household Travel Survey and the American Community Survey, including a detailed description of the data relevant to bicycle and pedestrian trips to be found in each data set; how to use the NHTS Table Designer Tool and the U.S. Census Factfinder website to extract information and build a profile of your community; and a discussion of the limitations and caveats of these tools. The session includes a case study from Portland, Oregon, that shows how these data can be used to build support for investments in cycling and walking. Presenters are Dr. Robert Schneider, Assistant Professor in the University of Wisconsin-Milwaukee Department of Urban Planning, and Roger Geller, Bicycle Coordinator, City of Portland.
Join us in the 1st floor conference room at Garlington, Lohn, and Robinson, 350 Ryman Street at 12:00 am. Register early for a free lunch. Remember, you MUST register in advance to reserve your lunch.
- When: Thursday, October 10, 2013 at 12:00 noon
- Where: 1st Floor Conference Room, Garlington, Lohn, & Robinson, 350 Ryman St., Missoula
- What: What's in There For Me: Mining National Data for Information on Walking and Bicycling
- Registration: Register here for a free lunch! Please register by 5:00 PM of Tuesday 10/8 to insure you are provided a lunch.
Continuing Education Credits: APBP will provide an attendance certificate to those who document their professional development hours; each 60-minute webinar provides one hour of training (.1 CEU). APBP applies to the AICP for Certification Maintenance credit for each webinar.
From Paint to Preform: Getting the Most from Pavement Markings
The next APBP Webinar that BWAM will present will be particularly informative for those who apply the markings to Missoula's streets or control the budget for the materials for those markings. Join us in the 1st floor conference room at Garlington, Lohn, and Robinson, 350 Ryman Street at 11:30 am. Register early for a free lunch. Remember, you MUST register in advance to reserve your lunch.
- When: Thursday, August 8, 2013 at 11:30 am
- Where: 1st Floor Conference Room, Garlington, Lohn, & Robinson, 350 Ryman St., Missoula
- What: Pavement Marking Webinar
- Registration: Register here for a free lunch! Please register by 12:00 Midnight of Monday 8/5 to insure you are provided a lunch.
Most low-cost retrofits for bicycle and pedestrian improvements involve pavement markings, whether striping a crosswalk or a bike lane or colorizing a conflict zone. This presentation will examine the effectiveness of different pavement marking materials including factors like durability, winter maintenance issues, retro-reflectivity, slip resistance and accessibility with a particular focus on application for innovative markings such as colorized paint and specialized symbols. The session includes an overview of MUTCD guidance on pavement marking materials, a presentation from Los Angeles that discusses an evaluation and comparison of different materials for green lanes, and information from Chicago related to the effect of winter conditions on pavement markings.
Presenters are Zaki Mustafa, Executive Officer, Project Delivery, LADOT; Nathan Roseberry, Senior Transportation Engineer, T.Y. Lin; and Bill Schultheiss, Senior Engineer, Toole Design Group.
BWAM needs your membership! As an incentive to encourage you to join before July 31, you will receive a small bike light with the BWAM logo on it with your new membership or renewal. This offer extends to all lapsed as well as new memberships. Click to our Join Now page and complete your membership information. Click the "Just Give" or "PayPal" buttons to pay electronically and securely.
If your membership is paid up, you can receive a BWAM light by bringing in a new member or a former one whose membership has lapsed for a year or more. Request your referred member to enter your name in the "Referred By" text box to credit you for bringing in a new member.
As a member of BWAM, you may also join Bike Walk Montana for just $10. By becoming a member, you are voicing your support of a safer Montana for biking and walking including better laws, improved roadways, and more facilities for biking and walking. It takes everyone in Montana coming together to make these changes happen.
Volunteers needed for BWAM 's annual fund raiser with New Belgium Clips Beer and Film Tour in Missoula. Join us for an evening of fun on July 19th from 7:30 PM to midnight. We need beer gypsies and servers. Or you might rather work in the Fat Tire, Hops or Beer Tasting concessions, or supervise the Beer Adventure Game. We need folks to check wristbands and sell tokens. Our BWAM tent needs folks to sell raffle tickets for the Fat Tire cruiser and memberships for BWAM. Finally, we need a set up crew of 4 to 6 strong folks to help with setting up the morning of the 19th starting at 10:00 AM.
Your rewards: a free t-shirt, some New Belgium Beer, a meet and greet the night before and helping BWAM, a great non-profit that advocates for walkers and cyclists in Missoula County. Click here to sign up!
BWAM hosted the Missoula 2013 Ride of Silence at 7:00 pm on Wednesday May 15. Approximately 32 bicyclists participated in the 6.5 mile ride of remembrance of those cyclists who have been injured or killed in crashes with motor vehicles. We began with a presentation by Ethel MacDonald reminding us of the need for all road users to be courteous and mindful of others on the roads. A proclamation from Mayor Engen was read by Councilperson Alex Taft proclaiming May 15 as Ride of Silence Day in Missoula.
- Presentation on why we ride and safety on the roads.
- Presentation on why we ride and safety on the roads.
This year's Missoula ride proceeded from the Missoula County Courthouse to Higgins Ave., SW Higgins Ave., Russell St., South Ave., Stephens Ave., Orange St., and Broadway St. return to the courthouse. KPAX TV provided video news coverage.
In remembrance of the recent pedestrian fatalities in Missoula, we also organized a simultaneous Walk of Silence. A small group of pedestrians walked from the courthouse to Higgins Ave., S. 3rd St., Orange St., Broadway and return to the courthouse.
BWAM will be hosting the 7th Annual Missoula Ride of Silence on May 15, 2013 beginning at the Missoula County Courthouse on Broadway. Please plan to arrive by 6:00pm for the 7:00pm ride that will travel approximately 6.5 miles. See the worldwide Ride of Silence website for more information about this 10th anniversary ride and background about this important worldwide event.
Helmets will be required and while we invite riders of all levels, only bicycles and adult tricycles will be permitted and all riders must be comfortable riding for at least 1 hour at 12 miles per hour.
In addition to the Ride of Silence, BWAM will be organizing a simultaneous Walk of Silence. If you are not comfortable biking the 6.5 miles on busy streets, please consider joining others for a 1.6 mile walk to remember those pedestrians who have been killed or injured due to a motor vehicle crash.
Link to our Contact Form and select Ride of Silence to ask a question about how you can participate or help with the event.
Once again, BWAM will host the New Belgium Clips Beer and Film Tour in Missoula, and it will be even more fun for all of us if a film (or two!) from Missoula is selected for the tour! New Belgium is looking for under-5-minute films with original creative content that touches on craft beer, advocacy/activism, humor, culture, adventure, art, and fun! Just put all that on your bike and you should be a winner. Why bother? Here's what New Belgium says:
"If we select your Film: What's in it for you? Fame and beer-fortune. Yes, getting your film in front of thousands of beer and film-loving fans is no small feat. In 18 different cities, coast-to-coast, your film is up on the big screen and then potentially online and at New Belgium hosted events. But that's not all… "
Visit the New Belgium website for all the fun details. Good luck! Be sure to let us know if your film is a winner.


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An Entertainment Era called "Michael Jackson"
posted on 29th of june, 2009
25th June 2009 (26th June morning in India). I woke up due to a call at 3.30 AM in the morning. A call from my dear friend in London. She was crying. All she said was come online. By the time I went online, one more call followed from LA, from a source close to MJ who said "Mike is dead!". I couldn't believe my ears. The next thing I did was googling news for Michael Jackson and saw the news "Michael Jackson feared dead". Still I didn't believe. For me Michael Jackson is far more than King of Pop, far more than the God of Show Business he was something more important. He was my guru when it comes to music business, music presentation and arranging music. Music business leads to PR. Which artist do we know to have handled PR as effeciently as Michael Jackson??? He is the ruler when it comes to using negative publicity to one's benefit. And this is the same reason my student mind (his PR student) made me think for a moment that this is some gag to promote the concerts. In my mind I hoped that this was some PR stunt though I knew it would be wrong, I didn't want to loose him. But I was wrong. My worst vision had come true. It was in 2001 when Invincible was launched I had told my friend about this. He didn't believe me then. He called me saying "your words are ringing in my ears loudly now".
When the investigation started and things started surfacing, news started getting as controversial as Michael's life. Lisa Marie talking about Michael knowing about his sudden death at this age was not surprising for me. When the medication overdose was doing the runs with things like demerol it was obvious that Michael had given indications about this in his 1995 HIStory album called MORPHINE. The bridge goes -
Relax .... This won't hurt you
Before I put it in .... Close your eyes and count to ten
Don't cry ... I won't convert you
There's no need to dismay ... Close your eyes and drift away
Demerol Demerol... Oh God he's taking demerol
Demerol Demerol... Oh God he's taking demerol
He's tried... Hard to convince her
To be over what he had... Today he wants it twice as bad
Don't cry... I won't resent you
Yesterday you had his trust... Today he's taking twice as much
Demerol Demerol... Oh God he's taking demerol
Demerol Demerol... Oh my Oh God it's Demerol
It is not very obvious. I think every artist is spiritual and a visionary. Michael had business skills, spiritual skills, many more things. What made him weird was his isolated life from the real world since he was on the stage with thousands of people in audience since he was 10. Imagine yourself living a life like that. Why wouldn't you be weird or strange not understand how to behave in real world. Not to mention that every person he tried to befriend was trying to gain something from him. Through the history he showed in his actions and interviews that he had a very few trustworthy friends and never trusted his family which was always trying to encash on his publicity. His biographers always mentioned about his sadness and his non-stop efforts to run away from his family. The recent news about his will not to be disclosed to his family seems to be the last thing to prove that. He loved them as well. He loved Janet and Jermaine. But still through all that he stayed away from them remaining untouchable. He couldn't be comfortable with selfish people around so he used to surround himself with robotic mannequins in his house. His friends were celebrities and very few of them remained to his side through thick and thin including Marlon Brando, Elizabeth Taylor and so many others, the list will go on endlessly.
His humanitarian efforts and his kindness is not as publicized as much as his weird behavior is. He was always caring and very passionate about helping the helpless. There are many reports that have always surfaced where Michael has donated to a individual or to a organisation. The media never had any interest in any of these records until now. The total charity Michael has done would be as equivalent to the debt he is pressured under. He has supported 39 charities and his own foundation along with charity singles like "We are the World". This is a hyped story about Michael oweing $450 million in debts. Its not hyped because of the kind of amount it mentions, it is hyped because it doesn't mention the assets of over $1 billion he owns, including the famous Beatles songs. What does owning a catalog mean. In the layman's terms. Whenever a beatles song like 'yesterday' is played on a radio, television or a concert, the royalty goes into Michael's pockets and not of any beatles members. He is also rumoured to own many catalog albums of Eminem and Beyonce.
There was Elvis, Lennon (Beatles) & then Michael Jackson. I think this would be the last star of that popularity calibre and influential status worldwide. Madonna and Prince are as accepted in the western countries but media would ignore this fact very nicely. They should go to an African or Indian slum areas and ask 10 people whether they know Elvis, Madonna, Beatles, Madonna, Prince or Michael Jackson. The answer obviously has to be Michael Jackson. He is known more than a singer and a normal celebrity (a small word to decribe his popularity). Michael Jackson is known for endless things like dancing, revolutionized music videos, new innovatory pyrotechnics and illusionary effects on stage. Industry analyists say that Michael redefined the terms - Performance and Musical Genius. Its not because he had all the money in the world to put his ideas in practice. Michael Jackson was a disciplined artist from his childhood. His childhood was spent of rigourous practice sessions that sometimes lasted more than 12 hours. He might have been weird in the normal world, but he was the best in his singing, musical arrangements, compositions, dance, stage setup, sound, everything in detail. He was that shy perfectionist that never left behind any effort by himself when it came to presentation of his work.
Michael Jackson's moonwalk was first showcased on the Motown 25th anniversary special with the famous white glove. Very less people know that after the concert ended Michael was frustrated and crying because he couldn't stand on his toes at the end of the moonwalk as long as he had planned too. Being a perfectionist practicing for hours he though he had done a horrible job and was crying crazy. Suddenly he met a kid on his way out who said you were incredible. That made him smile. He said that kids never pretend or lie. He then believed that he had infact given a great performance. The confirmation for this came when he got calls from greatest dancers and celebrities who watched his performance again and again. That was the start of the moonwalker era who was about to make the record never broken till date. Thriller his 2nd album as an adult had shattered all records and till date happens to be the highest selling album selling over 59 million copies. If the total sales of his albums were to be counted they are well over 750 million.
What was his effect on Bollywood? HUGE! See Hritik do those mind boggling steps. EK pal ka jeena famous step is just a modified version of thriller dance with hands pushing in. His famous FILMFARE performance in red jacket was MJ's Billie Jean performance. I am not demeaning Hritik here in anyway. I love him as anyone else does but mentioning him here is important because he is the latest and biggest sensation in the industry and if something influences him forget the others. By now everyone also must have read blogs and comments by Ram Gopal Verma, Amitabh Bachchan and A.R.Rehman. We have a horde of artists like Mithun, Govinda, Ganesh Hegde, Shaimak Davar, Farah Khan and a lot more influenced by MJ And known as big MJ fans. Would anyone care about breakdance if there was no moonwalker who was marketing himself so deeply into the world audience? Michael's marketing was phenomenal. Watch the Nazi kind of march video and the huge statue he flown over the river thames when he was launching HIStory. Black or White happens to be the song premeire watched by the highest number of audience in world history. The production cost of HIStory and Invincible albums are known to be highest in music history.
Which other artist would surpass this. Induction into Rock & Roll Hall of Fame twice, Guinness World Records calls him "Successful Entertainer of all Time", 13 Grammy Awards, 13 Number 1 singles, 750 million sales worldwide and not to mention his concert which was bound to happen in july "THIS IS IT" selling more than 50 concerts in just 8 hours making it "The Highest Selling Concert at a single Venue", "Fastest Selling Concert Ever" & "Concert with highest audience at a single venue". Michael died on the verge of his sure-success comeback. I think that everyone knows a rule by now. The greater the success.. the equivalent price one has to pay in terms of allegations, controversies or similar trouble. No celebrity was spared from this in history. I think God must have been intelligent enough of not letting Michael have more pressure and hurt in life in the form of newly found success through the concerts. I also feel fortunate that he didn't go through a prolonged death process like cancer patients do, but infact died a death with a momentary pain. Maybe this also isn't true. The man was suffering all his life due to various reasons. Sometimes the people he loved and believed him hurt him. The media played their role quite often but that was a result of his negative PR stunts as well. He was often hurt by the pain he saw in the world around and understanding that he was limited in his ways to solve that. Whatever it was it was a person, a phenomena never to happen at this scale again. Michael Jackson has left behind a huge legacy for his fans, the artists he influenced, his friends and family. I think the fans and artists like me who are influenced by him have a bigger responsibility now to continue enriching the legacy he left behind.
Now that he is gone from this mortal world, fans don't need to spend their time fighting the rumours and controversies he was always surrounded with, now they can spend more time talking about his records and helping new generation know what is the kind of music that lasts for ever and what is the kind of music that they hear, something that doesn't have life beyond a few months. How to give back the world as a humanitarian. How to present yourself on the stage giving a complete performance using every conceivable technology and creative skills. What we have lost is the mortal being of Michael which his soul used for converting his visions into a reality. We have lost a great source of those visions, those ideas, something we have never seen someone else come up with. He will rest in peace now away from the world he gave and got from also resting all the negative controversies and rumours that haunted him all his life.
I have left mentioning a lot of things here. It would take a book. Even my own The Michael Jackson Anthem had 1 million downloads not because it was a great song but because it had a name Michael Jackson attached to it.
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3500 Cops Who Want to Legalize All Drugs
"Just so we're clear," began Peter Christ during our first phone conversation, "if you look in Webster's Dictionary at the word hypocrite, you will see a picture of me. I believed that this drug war was a stupid fucking idea even before I became a cop."
For 20 years Officer Christ patrolled the town of Tonawanda, New York, a community of 80,000 just outside of Buffalo. Retiring from the force in 1989 as a Captain, he founded Law Enforcement Against Prohibition, an organization of 3,500 former officers working towards the legalization of all drugs. I flew into Buffalo to join Peter for a drive around his old precinct and a discussion of drug policy. It was immediately clear which of the many idling cars in front of the arrivals hall was his. The license plate simply read: CHRIST.
We greeted one another and shook hands. "How did you beat all the Christians in the state of New York for that one?" I asked, pointing back towards the vanity plate.
The youthful 66 year old, with his ponytail and gold earring turned up his hands and grinned. "I was a cop," he offered puckishly.
"OK, fair enough. Let's talk about drugs."
"My favorite topic."
Peter drove as we talked.
"As an officer, what was your experience with the drug war?" I asked.
"I'll tell you," Peter began with a voice like a disc jockey - every word played for maximum effect. "By the time I was on the job four years, it became very evident to me that no matter how vigorously I or my brother and sister officers worked, it didn't make any difference. We would have a series of burglaries or rapes in our community, somebody would arrest the burglar or the rapist, and for a while we wouldn't have any more of those crimes. But no matter how many drug arrests we made, it didn't make any difference. Because those people weren't victims, they were willing participants in an economic transfer. It's called business."
"So, what's your rationale for legalization?"
"Let me ask you, Roc," he began, pausing dramatically "do you believe we can win the war on drugs?"
I took a breath.
He raised his hand. "Now, before you answer, let's define what victory means. Nixon never told us what victory would look like when he declared this war, but it's a war after all and we know how wars end - they end when you defeat the enemy. We won the Second World War. That means that we don't fight the Germans or the Japanese or the Italians every six months, right? So, I'm gonna say, if we win the war on drugs, we've taken the words marijuana and heroin out of the dictionary. The drugs are gone. Let's move on. Do you believe that is possible?"
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Chapter 2411 Reviews
More fluff. And n'awwww - things are starting to look better for the boys! Enjoy!
Just thought I'd mention, my iPod is in a really Biblical mood. So far it's played Crucify Me (Bring Me The Horizon), Heaven Help Us (MCR), Him (Lily Allen - don't ask), Fallen Angels and Heaven's Calling (BVB), Living On A Prayer (Bon Jovi!!) and How Do You Do? (Shakira). It's actually freaking me out quite a bit! Oh and the song that just started playing is Search And Destroy (30STM). And the lyrics of that are time to go to hell, and I'm no Jesus. This is really weird. Number Of The Beast next? That would be scary! Actually, the BVB sing a lot of Biblical(ish) songs... Meh!
Thank you to everyone who answered the set of questions in the last chapter! Really made my day! If you haven't yet, go back and answer! I'mma send skittles, cupcakes and whatever else I promised to anyone who does. Not entirely sure how though...! Meh! Mental treats for you all!
>Gerard's POV<
I woke up the morning after the incident at the club with a pounding headache. Big surprise! I'd had quite a bit to drink, well quite a lot to drink, and I'd taken a couple of pills. I still wasn't entirely sure where I'd got them from - or if they were even ectasy. The only thing I did know what that I felt like shit. My muscles ached, and my limbs felt disjointed as though the bones in them were no longer connected. My entire body was numb, and my mind was hazy. I didn't have the enegry to lift my eyelids. I hadn't felt this fucked up since the morning after Phin's house party.
I didn't bother to open my eyes - just used my muddled brain to remember last night and where I had ended up. Frank's bed, assuming nothing has happened after I dozed off. At that point I registered the fact that my arms were wrapped around and warm, muscled body doesn't this sound pleasant? Let's face it - who wouldn't want to wake up in this situation? and my head was resting on an equally warm and muscled chest, which was rising and falling slowly as he breathed. I guessed it was Frank. Ihoped it was Frank. But that was stupid - why wouldn't it be him?
Then I remembered the rest of what had happened the previous night. Frank kissing that guy. He getting high in the parking lot. Me yelling at him. Him yelling at me. Then him apologising and carrying me up to bed. That was where my memory ended. Unfortunately, I couldn't recall enough of Frank's apology to figure out whether it was genuine or not. I'd thought so at the time, but I was so damn emotional, who knew? I'd see how he acted today, then decide what I shoud do. At that point in time, the best idea seemed to be sleep.
I stayed in the position that I'd woken up in - wrapped around Frank, whose arms encompassed me. It was warm and soothing to my suffering body and mind. Even if his apology wasn't serious, at least he cared enough to hold me whilst I had slept.
When I woke up next, everything was pretty much the same. I was sleeping with my boyfriend, his arms wrapped around me. It felt warm, and soothing, and safe. Only one thing had changed - I felt a hell of a lot worse. My body was no longer numb, and my mind had lost its haziness. In theory, this would be a good thing, but it allowed me to feel everything that hurt. Which was - in a nutshell - everything. My throat was also horribly dry and my mouth tasted disgusting. Great.
I shifted my weight and blinked, my eyes opening to the sight of Frank's chest. Well, that made my morning a tiny mit better. The light was dim, filtering through the thin curtains that covered the windows, and therefore, the sun. It was still bright enough to make out Frank's face and realise he was still asleep. I didn't particularly want to get up, but my throat was killing me and I knew way I could get rid of my headache was by taking some of the asprin found in the cupboards downstairs.
Regretfully, I rolled of bed, careful not to wake my boyfriend whilst doing so. The room was cold, especially after the warmth of Frank and his bed. I was only in my boxers, which didn't help. I quickly, and quietly ran across the hall and into my bedroom. It was even colder in there and I was shivering as I changed my boxers, and pulled on some clean clothes. From there, I went down to the ground floor, where the kitchen was. The clock in there said it was half one. Great. Work in a few hours.
Yawning, I grabbed a pot of asprin and helped myself to two of the pills. After grabbing a clean glass, I filled it up with icy water and downed it. I was supposed to swallow the tablets with it, but it washed the foul taste out of my mouth and felt so good on my dry throat. The next glass was drank slightly slower, and helped me wash down the two tablets. I felt a little sick actually, taking tablets again after my trip last night. Admittedly, these ones were legal and were designed to help me - not make money, consequences be fucked.
I really wasn't in the mood for anything compliated, so I pulled the instant coffee out of the cupboard, followed by a box of cereal. Before opening the fridge to grab some milk, I filled the kettle up with water and put it on its stand to boil. I drank a few more glasses of water whilst waiting for it to heat up, feeling more and more alive with each one. When the light went out, I poured some of the boiling water into a mug, followed by the instant coffee powder. It was really, hot so I sipped it slowly. It was delicious - perfect hangover cure. In my mind at least.
Grabbing a bowl from the cupboard en route, I went into the lounge with my breakfast and sat on the sofa opposite the TV. I turned it on and settled for an episode of The Simpsons. Then I poured milk and cereal into the bowl and began to eat. Or, I tried to. I hadn't got myself a spoon. Sighing and rolling my eyes at my own stupidity, I darted back into the kitchen to get one. Now my cereal was going to be soggy.
After drinking the rest of my mug of coffee and pouring myself a new one, I finally dug into my breakfast. About half way through, the living room phone rung. I glared at it for a few seconds. I really could not be fucked to answer it. But then, Frank was still asleep, and goodness only knows where my uncle was. Another sigh, and I walked across the living room to pick it up.
"Hello?" I said wearily into the mouth piece. I wondered vaguely whether I should actually be taking this - it wasn't my house after all.
"Hello?" Came the responding female voice.
"Uh, who is this?" I asked.
"Phin... Gerard, I'm gues-" I hung up. Ok, it's not like she had been the one making out with Frank last night, but in my eyes, Phin was the reason for every problem between me and my boyfriend. Admittedly, we had only been going out for a couple of weeks and it's not like we were arguing every few seconds. Or were particularly serious about our relationship. But as far as I was concerned, Phin seemed determined to drive a wedge between me and Frank, and I was sick of it. The phone began to ring again, so I disconnected the wire from the mains. The ringing stopped. Maybe now I could get on with breakfast.
I had just finished my second bowl of cereal and was halfway through my fourth (shut up) cup of coffee, when Frank came downstairs. I know, I know - I was a fat caffine addict, but in that moment, I could not be fucked whether I was being healthy or not. Anyway, my boyfriend came in, looking nearly as bad as I felt. Actually, after eating and hanging up on Phin, I felt much better.
"Morning," I said, smiling at Frank. He returned my smile, but just nodded instead of talking back. "Hungover?" I asked. He nodded again. "Well have loads to drink, I've made like a bucketful of coffee and eat something."
"Can't eat." Frank mumbled, his eyes drooping shut. "Feel like I'm 'bout to puke."
"Oh," I said sympathetically. "Well watching The Simpsons helps too."
He laughed and disappeared from the doorway. I could hear his footsteps as he made his way into the kitchen - to grab some painkiller I'd guess. I settled back into the sofa and put my feet up on the seat next to me. I closed my eyes and wriggled into the soft, brown leather. I stayed like that for several minutes, before the sofa next to me sunk down slightly. Opening my eyes releaved Frank sitting next to me and pouring himself a coffee.
"You take some asprin?" I asked. He yawned and nodded. No one said anything for the next few minutes. Frank was staring at me though, and I got the impression that he was waiting for me to say something. I decided to break the silence. "What's up?"
My boyfriend bit his lip. He looked uncharacteristically nervous. "Look this is going to sound really corny, but last night... I kinda realised something. Oh fuck. How the fucking hell do I say this?"
>Frank's POV<
Great, I thought to myself. Here we go. This is going to sound so incredibly cheesey. When the fuck did I turn into a girl? But I had to admit it to myself. And to Gerard. Something weird happened last night.
"What is it?" Gerard asked softly. How the fuck was I supposed to admit this? I remembered when Phin first hooked up with Andy, how she had been nervous, and cared about him in a way that had certainly never applied to a guy before. That was what was happening to me.
I realised that I somehow ended up caring about Gerard in a way that I hadn't cared for any previous boyfriend. I mean, last night, he asked for sex. Usually, I'd have been all for it - consequences be damned. But I'd said no. That hadn't happened in a good year. Longer even. I'd had a huge number of one night stands - both boys and girls - and dated more people then the rest of my mates put together. And it was all for the sex. I didn't exactly force myself on people, but I didn't care if they enjoyed it, and I certainly didn't care if they got hurt afterwards. And yet, last night, I'd refused to fuck Gerard on the basis that he'd regret in the morning. I'd cared. I'd also apologised for making out with a guy other than my boyfriend. That never happened. Ok - I didn't love him. That would be plain corny and way too like a romance film (convetional, eh?) for my liking. Hell, I didn't like this whole thing! But I couldn't deny that I was... Falling for Gerard. And that I was not fucking comfortable with it.
"I don't know how to put it." I admitted sheepishly, rubbing the back of my neck with my hand. I couldn't think properly and my headache wasn't helping. In fact I generally felt sore and stiff and generally shit. Which was perfect.
"Well, just spit it out. I'm not gonna freak out or anything." Gerard reassured me.
I smiled thankfully at him. "No but I might."
"It's nothing... It's just. Oh fuck it!" Ok, that was enough pansying around. As far as Gerard - as anyone was concerned, I was as tough as shit, and I intended to keep it that way. "Look, I'm really sorry about last night. About hurting you, and being such a dick in the club." I said in a rush.
"Okaaay..." Gerard said slowly. "Have I forgotten about something? I mean - you already apologised for making out with that guy in the club..."
"No - I mean. I'm sorry for that. And that's kinda the weird thing."
"Right. I am really confused now." He looked it too. "You already apologised for kissing him..."
"That's my point!" I shouted, throwing my hands up in frustration. My loud voice made my head pound with renewed force. The frustration at Gerard not getting what I meant didn't help. But then, how could he? He wasn't some sort of motherfucking mind reader. If he was, he would have dumped me long before now. Or never gone out with me in the first place. After all, I'd started this relationship to fuck with his head. But then, my intentions had changed now. "If you were any other guy, any other girl," I continued. "Then I wouldn't have cared. I may have said sorry, just to keep you on my side, but I never would have meant it! And with you... I do. You're the first boyfriend I've had in fuck knows how long that I've cared about. I'm genuinely sorry for hurting you, and it kinda scares me."
Gerard didn't say anything for a few moments, just stared at me with wide hazel eyes. "Why does it scare you?" He asked finally, his voice low and soft.
"I haven't let anyone get close to me like that I guess. I mean they were just there for fucking and messing around with. It started out the same with you." I admitted. "But something changed a while back, and I only really realised last night." I looked down at my lap, mimicking the shyness that was usually on Gerard's part by avoiding his eyes/
"Why am I different?" Still in that same soft, low voice. I didn't dare look up. God, when did I become so pathetic?
"I dunno. I guess you know about my dreams and helped me. A few weeks back you know? That certainly never happened before. I have no idea. It just hit me at some point last night that I didn't want to lose you, or fuck with you, and that I care about you."
"I said that I wanted to have sex with you." Gerard stated.
"Yeah, and me turning you down because I thought we'd regret it and you'd hate me after. I'd never usually do that."
"I see." I did look up at my boyfriend then. The usual positions had been reversed. He was the one staring calmly at me. I was the nervous one, waiting for him to say... anything. "So... you care about me... and it scares you?"
I nodded. "You must think I'm so pathetic."
Gerard shook his head, put his feet on the floor and shifted along the couch until he was sitting next to me. Then he kissed me softly. Our lips locked for a few moments before he pulled away. "I don't think you're pathetic. But if you're scared, the only thing I can do is help you. I'm your boyfriend after all. And you care about me."
"I do," I whispered, resting my forehead on his shoulder. "And thank you. Thank you so much for understanding. I'm kinda fucked in the head."
"Anytime, Frankie. Anytime."
I smiled and looked up for another kiss.
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And New Religion started play whilst I was typing. This is really freaky!
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Telstra 3G mobile service goes live
Summary: updateTelstra today launched its third-generation (3G) mobile phone service, with a choice of four new handsets and two capped plans.The service will attempt to capitalise on the telco's AU$450 million network sharing deal with competitor Hutchison, which already has a substantial customer base, and represents the second such service to be launched down under.
The service will attempt to capitalise on the telco's AU$450 million network sharing deal with competitor Hutchison, which already has a substantial customer base, and represents the second such service to be launched down under.
One of the service's key selling points will be the availability of richer content over the higher bandwidth it offers.
"These new high speed mobile services ... offer Telstra customers new video features, including video calling, video messagebank and video ring tones," said Telstra marketing executive Mike Robey in a statement.
"The launch of Telstra's new mobile service represents a major shift in the way our customers can communicate and access information on their mobile phone".
While Telstra customers are able to make video calls to Hutchison's '3' branded subscribers, whether the two will interoperate with impending video calling services from Optus and Vodafone is unclear.
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Customers will have two options for accessing Telstra's 3G service. Its new 'Active' channel will deliver video content sites, video calling and video messagebank, while customers can also opt for the i-mode channel which has, since last November, provided online access to interactive multimedia applications like the WhereIs mapping service.
Telstra's service will operate between 200kbps and 300 kbps in capital cities (except Darwin and Hobart) in addition to the Gold Coast. 3G services outside these areas will be delivered on the company's existing -- but slower -- GSM network, which does not support video-based services.
Customers will be offered two capped plans (with the purchase of a 3G handset) at AU$49 and AU$79 a month. Telstra says the plans offer up AU$250 and AU$550 worth of standard voice calls, respectively. Both include a two-month free video call bonus.
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Natural gas consumers in Massachusetts have paid up to $1.5 billion over the last decade for fuel they never received because local utilities are not replacing hundreds of miles of old, leaky pipelines quickly enough, according to a just released congressional study.
The report uses Massachusetts as a test case to examine the issue of leaky gas pipelines nationwide. US natural gas customers paid at least $20 billion from 2000 to 2011 for gas they never received.


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