Two households, both alike indignity,
In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.
From forth the fatal loins of these two foes
A pair of star-crossed lovers take their life;
Whose misadventures and pitiful overthrows
Doth with their depth bury their parents' strife.
The frightful passage of their pock-marked desire,
And the continuance of their parents' glee,
Which persisted, despite their children's ire,
Is now the pages of blogging you will see;
The which if you with patient eyes attend,
What humour you doth miss in life, our toil shall strive to mend.

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Dear Diary,

Sigggh I saw Paris again today and he is so absolutely dreamy. Would I but could touch one lock of that lustrous hair, lay but once, my hand on his cheek, look into his eyes and let him know..

Bah and you know what else happened? Romeo turned up. Said that mom said that she'd made him come over and take me out for sure. And he turned up late too, wearing a ridiculous clowny outfit. I mean, the guy could be a girl for all the colours he wears, he practically outshone my parrot green gown.
Then things started to look a little better because after all, he had finally turned up, and we were going to go eat, and life always looks better on a full tummy, right?
Wrong.

We went to this lovely new place around the corner called Romanesque. It's cozy, it's so well co-ordinated, and it's dreadfully expensive. Which was one good thing, because it was Montague gold that paid for it, ha.
We'd finally gotten down to civil conversation, actually it was kinda fun. 'Course, you'd think wearing jesters' clothes he'd have to be funny, and yes, he is. All went well until he convinced me to order the day's special, Escargot, and then politely declined his share, saying it was all for the lovely lady.

Let me tell you one thing, precious, and that is to immediately suspect any host that doesn't taste the food he offers you.. because I learnt a new French word today.. Escargot is snails.

Ew!

Somebody is going to have a VERY interesting christmas, if I have a hand in it!!
grr.

love,
Jules.

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