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[devi]

Ye gods. Someone just gave me a paid account.

This is obviously lovely, but I'm feeling quite ashamed. Last night in The Woodman I was ranting good-humouredly about verlaine's paid-account birthday-presents and the fact that although I regularly point out I can't do polls, no one has yet bought me one. But the only witnesses to this were the man himself and miss_newham, and I know for a fact you're both as poor as churchmice. When I said 'no one ever buys me presents', it wasn't directed at you. Honest.

But maybe it was just a random act of goodwill from someone else. Either way, as girls in comics say to masked superheroes, thank you, whoever you are!

And by the way, catskulls, who are you? I'd ask in your comments but you've disabled them. You know several people I know. Maybe I've even met you. Enlighten me?

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[miss-newham.livejournal.com]

Hey, I am no church mouse (though dreadful at looking after my money) - you're destroying my blinging reputation! Or something.

[bluedevi.livejournal.com]

No offence meant - I just reckoned that since your work was a bit patchy this summer you wouldn't exactly be rolling in it. But it's true, one of your public stature must be able to project an appropriately blinging image :)

[catskulls.livejournal.com]

Into love, and out again,
Thus I went, and thus I go.
Spare your voice, and hold your pen
Well and bitterly I know
All the songs were ever sung,
All the words were ever said;
Could it be, when I was young,
Some one dropped me on my head?

[bluedevi.livejournal.com]

All hail the great Mrs Parker! But I still don't know who you are.

In former times I would have been happy to let you remain anonymous and intriguing, but I have to ask. I have a morbid fear that you are a student at my school, though I know it's not very likely.

(I'm not saying you come across as a teenager or anything, I just know this particular student who is quite literary and likes to paint skulls...)