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Apr. 17th, 2011 @ 06:09 pm (no subject)
Today is a day that is really no different from any other day, except I'm a year older than I was yesterday.


[Warded Private to Jimmy]
Thank you for what you did for me today. It meant a lot.
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Feb. 4th, 2011 @ 12:27 pm (no subject)
I can assure you all that, if I were going to salaciously wear some sort of flag-towel around my waist, it wouldn't be an American flag-towel.

That's all I have to say about her rubbish.
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Jan. 11th, 2011 @ 05:57 pm (no subject)
[Private to Jimmy]
Do me a favour?

Forget about what happened on New Years.

As far as I'm concerned, nothing happened.
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Nov. 22nd, 2010 @ 04:21 pm (no subject)
Now that all the famous ancient witches and wizards are back in town, I've decided to swear by an assortment of ancient gods and goddesses instead.

For example, instead of saying, Merlin's beard! Or, Merlin's pants!

I'm going to start saying, By the hammer of Thor! Or, Sweet Circe!

Not only will it minimise confusion. It may very well result in Thor appearing.
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Sep. 18th, 2010 @ 01:34 pm (no subject)
Brilliant.

Another stranger is in my house and I don't even know who it is yet.
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Sep. 4th, 2010 @ 12:45 am (no subject)
I've completed every song on Guitar Hero. On expert level.

My wrist feels like it would like nothing better than to fall off and leave me, but I feel good otherwise.

What have you done with your life?
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May. 15th, 2010 @ 11:57 am (no subject)
Handwriting is messy and blotchy.

I think–

No. I know I'm dying.

Can't get out of bed.
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Apr. 22nd, 2010 @ 03:32 pm (no subject)
Someone keeps sending me presents anonymously. First for Valentine's, and then my birthday.

Should I flatter myself with thinking I have a secret admirer? Or should I be worried I have a stalker? Whoever it is, they seem to know my interests. They also knew my date of birth, a date I did not go out of my way to publicise.

I kept the Valentine's present, but it feels wrong to keep the birthday presents. I think I'm going to go return them. Unless there's someone that wants them. Or someone who wants to confess something.
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Apr. 9th, 2010 @ 05:07 pm (no subject)
Would someone mind watching Lethe for me? She's obedient and she doesn't shed too much.

More people seem to be coming into the hospital and I can't let Helga Hufflepuff do everything by herself like she seems to think she can.

[Hexed Private]
It's my birthday in a few days.
I wonder if anyone will remember.
It's not something I prattle on about to everyone like Louis does

Mum never forgets, but she's not here.
Albus probably won't notice.
I can't remember if I ever told Ariana when my birthday is, but she's sick so it's not like we can celebrate.
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Feb. 6th, 2010 @ 02:25 am (no subject)
I think I'm becoming a misanthrope. Part of me is okay with this. Especially when there are people out there who think it's okay to insult the intelligence of my dog.

I'm glad to have this cottage to myself again. Solitude is preferable. All I need is a good crossword puzzle to keep me happy. No one Nothing else.

Hexed Private )
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Jan. 21st, 2010 @ 09:17 pm (no subject)
Apparently there's to be a free movie screening at the cinema. Is this Skeeter's way of mending things? Or is there going to be a blizzard outdoors that night?

Either way, I don't think I'll be going. I bought a board game called Clue and I'm planning to learn how to play it. From what I've gathered from the rules, I'm going to need more than one player. Anyone that I don't dislike, loathe, or otherwise despise want to play?

Yes, this would be my half-hearted attempt to socialise and meet new faces. There seem to be a lot of newcomers.

Hexed Private to Severus )
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Dec. 24th, 2009 @ 06:55 pm (no subject)
Sweet Merlin in a tutu.

I'm going to smother James Potter in his sleep with a pillow. No, that would be too merciful.

There is a thing that isn't house-trained in my bedroom THANKS TO HIM and it keeps slobbering all over the place and gnawing on my shoes.

But it's really cute
Now I can't hate him as much
Balls
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Dec. 15th, 2009 @ 09:23 pm (no subject)
Contrary to popular belief, I can be friends with a Weasley without falling in love with them.

Skeeter, your trash rag lacks originality. All you can seem to do is accuse blokes who aren't related of seeing each other. Is the thought of men and boys sharing a bed some sort of fetish of yours? It's disgusting.
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Dec. 4th, 2009 @ 08:23 pm (no subject)
Think I'm coming down with something thanks to those stupid snowmen that attacked me again today. Fantastic.
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Nov. 14th, 2009 @ 10:24 am (no subject)
In the instance that no one noticed, it's snowing.


Warded to Louis )
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Oct. 17th, 2009 @ 01:10 am (no subject)
It appears she's left. My mother, that is. I don't even know how long she's been gone, but she's not in that salon and her room is empty.

Are there any other Malfoys or noteworthy relatives present?
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Aug. 31st, 2009 @ 10:58 am (no subject)
I forgot to mention the brute I live with punched me the other day.

[Private]
I've been thinking of all the ways I can repay the pillock.

Ideas thus far (listed in order of preference):
-permanent hair loss
-make all his teeth rot out
-hornet pheromones in his shampoo
-hex his clothes to unravel
-potent laxatives
-slip another woman's pants/bra into his bed
-visit him at his work incessantly
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Aug. 6th, 2009 @ 01:02 am (no subject)
I saw something I really didn't want to see last night.

If I don't see it ever again, that would be fantastic.
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Aug. 1st, 2009 @ 03:30 am (no subject)
I hope I've lost my mind. It can't be the first time pouring over cauldron bottom thickness regulations for hours on end has driven a man to madness. I swore if I had to draft another I'd gouge my eyes out with a wooden spoon. It's wholly possible my brain had an alternative plan.

Why it constructed a microcosm dictated by Rita Skeeter is something far beyond my comprehension. If I had had a choice in the matter, I would have picked John Nettles. Madness is fathomless.

Really and truly, I'd rather be barmy than responsible for cleaning bedpans and changing bedsheets.
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Jul. 31st, 2009 @ 09:34 pm (no subject)
he was always distracted by the very mention of an open door; because he swore not to be what he'd been before )
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