gooseberryhigh | (no subject)

By the way, Ravi is an untrustworthy scoundrel. When he does on that whole "oh I'm so dreadfully boring and I've never indulged in a single moment of fun my entire life" bit he's lying.

Which is going to make my next announcement a little questionable.

Does the approaching anon post make you nauseous? Do you wish you could stop checking it every five minutes obsessively to see if someone's saying shit about you or your friends? Well, I have a possible solution for you! Myself, Ravi and Cecil are organizing a Voluntary Journal Confiscation Service!

We've rigged up this trunk so that it can only be opened by the three of us in tandem so it's very secure. There's going to be another Anon Post Party somewhere (TBA), and if you want to party without the anon, just... give us your journal for the night. Easy!

No judgement if you don't take us up on the offer. We just realize that it's stressful and it can be difficult to resist when it's sitting there right in front of you.

FAQ:

I don't trust you.: If you don't trust us, don't give us your journal. You're on your own.
You are a naive idiot.: You're not the first person to say that.
People are going to talk so much shit about you on anon.: If they do, don't tell me what they said.
None of these are questions.: I realize that now, and it's a little awkward, I admit.

[Warded to Cecil]

[...]

Do you ever still wonder what your Patronus is?

[Warded to Casper]

Want to put in an hour or two in the music room? I think I've got True North down, but I was trying out a few of those RADKEY songs you showed me and I feel like something's missing. I could use your ear.

[Warded to Ravi]

Sooooooo.

I can't think of a way to ask if you're coming over tomorrow without it sounding a little crass.

But are you coming over tomorrow?