It's Massively Icky Outside >.<"

Happy NaNo. Yay, wordcounts...
Alright, we've gotten that out of the way.

Look at me, posting. Yay, me. This week (as you may have noticed), two members forgot to post. [Be still, my beating heart...] I do not know if we're doing anything about that, but something surely will develop soon. Props to Carrie and Lynda, though. Welcome to the Forgot to Post... Heh, Oops Club! *celebrates*

In more exciting news, it's cold and icky and freezing raining outside. I'd usually take this space to grumble and moan about being cold and not being able to feel my fingers, but whatever. The temperature falling outside means that it's time for hot apple cider!!! Zomg! And hot chocolate with cinnamon! Ahhh.

Speaking of cinnamon...
Okay, not really. I'm just bad at these transition things.
Our school is starting up a Quidditch Club! This is seriously exciting for all of us nerds. The club isn't yet legit legit, but it will be soon enough. We just have to present in front of student counsel ^_^ Momo, Virgil, and I attended the meeting this week, but that doesn't mean it's too late for the other three Curly Fries. [hint, hint]
If you don't know what (muggle) quidditch is, well...

A Basic Run-Down of Muggle Quidditch

We play on an open field, usually a large one marked for soccer. There are three hula-hoops used as goals.

There are five positions: keeper, chaser, beater, seekers, and the snitch runner. The keeper acts as a goalie (one per team); the chasers score the goals (three per team); beaters try to hinder other players by chucking dodge balls at them (two per team). Lastly, there are the seekers and the snitch runner. The snitch runner sprints all over wherever they'd like while for the game while the seekers (one per team) try to tackle them to the ground and steal a tennis ball away from the snitch runner. (Oh, and refs.)
A game ends when the tennis ball is stolen from the snitch runner.
The game is quite physical. You're not allowed to play if you start bleeding, according to the rule book.


Because we muggles can't fly (tear, tear), we must run with a broom between our legs for the entire game. I must admit that it looks pretty swag.

So... yeah. That's about it.
Oh, and get well soon, Virgil!!!!!!!! (She's sick, [sadface].) We miss you D:

With all due respect,
House