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[06 Dec 2010|11:21am] |
Did she really just compare purists, Nazis and Hufflepuffs in the same sentence?
The Prophet will publish anything nowadays!
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[03 Dec 2010|07:11am] |
What on earth--
Why is my house
It's singing and
I hate you all.
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[02 Dec 2010|08:41pm] |
The missus decorated the tree today. It's the 2nd.
And it's absolutely ridiculous, that's what it is. Well, enough's enough. I refuse to celebrate the madness that Christmas has become. I refuse to spend a single knut on having my house invaded with sparkles and shedding needles.
I am officially anti-Christmastian.
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[30 Nov 2010|10:19am] |
[DMLE]Greyback's enlightening update.
What's being done about this?
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[27 Nov 2010|11:54am] |
Friends, Romans, countrymen. Lend me your owl poop!
No seriously, it's a great fertiliser. Next spring's begonias won't grow themselves.
no payment for said fertiliser will be received. all contact with said owls faeces is undertaken at the handler's own risk. no compensation for illness, blindness, or amputations caused by handling of said faeces. all injuries must be reported directly to someone who cares. all owl faeces must be fresh. all offending crusty pellets will be returned to the sender. for full terms and conditions, ask mr. l. yaxley, official faeces handler.
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| [014] 20th October, 1978 |
[21 Oct 2010|09:15pm] |
I'm sorry to report, but this idea of time is wrong. All your watches, your clocks, your sundials and your pagan rituals are wrong. Wrong wrong wrong. Time doesn't exist. Not in a ryh rith measured sense, with sixty seconds to a minute, sixty minutes to an hour, and twenty four hours to a day twenty four seven.
Or rather, there are still those amounts, but the length of a second changes.
Seriously.
How do I know, you ask? Aha! because I've been conducting a very accurate survey for many years now (not that that means anything now, seeing how we've just proven time doesn't work). I've tried clock-watching, I've tried willing a day to go slower, and I've tried willing a day to go faster. I've even willed time to for once in its goddamn life, be normal. And on time.
But it's a sad truth folks. when you can't wait for something to happen, seconds are longer. And when you really don't want the next day to happen - well, you get the idea, right? The reverse happens! Turns out the day went faster than you expected it to and before you know it, bam. It's tomorrow which is now today tomorrow. now!
proven fact, folks. proven Facts.
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[11 Oct 2010|09:13pm] |
I would hereby like to apologise for what I wrote earlier. It was out of line, immature and completely disrespectful. It wasn't in the slightest bit amusing and I can see that now. For the parties involved, you have my sincerest apologies, which I hope you can accept. I can give you my word, this will not happen again.
[IONA]Looks like you're the new favourite in the department.
[EDGAR]Happy now?
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[11 Oct 2010|06:34pm] |
Warded private after this
There is nothing wrong with a man in drag. As long as he's comfortable in himself, then good on him.
So instead of mocking how a lad looks in a dress, let's support him. After all, it can't be easy for someone that age to come out so blatantly.
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[05 Oct 2010|05:51pm] |
Before anyone gets any ideas, bonfire night is next month.
Besides, the way I hear it, Mrs Whats-Her-Face of down the road has got all the fireworks sorted. Lucky none of them went off the other night, really.
[EDGAR]We still on for dinner at some point?
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[03 Oct 2010|04:43pm] |
Leave my goddamn village alone.
Got it?
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[29 Sep 2010|10:02am] |
[EDGAR]Sorry I'm not apologising to you I'll apologise if you go first You're so
You're an idiot sometimes.
But I didn't mean what I said to you last night.
[/EDGAR]
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| [009] 28th September 1978 |
[28 Sep 2010|03:13pm] |
What does the charming Mr Mulciber and a bottle of butterbeer have in common?
They're both empty from the neck up.
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| [008] 24th September, 1978 |
[24 Sep 2010|09:19pm] |
[DMLE, WCU & Obliviators]Don't read this if you're in the middle of eating.
There's about two thirds of a body, about two miles outside of Tinworth. [Apparation co-ordinates.] Looks like they were dragged off the road and into the ditch. Neck, arm and stomach have all been mauled. Does a healer still need to pronounce someone dead if their head is mostly detached?
WCU - I don't think there's any doubt, this is one of your ones. Great job last night. [/DMLE, WCU & Obliviators]
I have absolutely no desire to get a pet, not even a guinea pig. If I want company, I'll get a lodger. At least they know how to use a toilet.
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| [007] 22nd September 1978 |
[22 Sep 2010|07:47am] |
[DMLE]Mr Rookwood has sent us another gift basket in recognition of our stirling efforts. I call dibs on anything chocolate-y.
On a more serious note, what are everyone's thoughts on the last few days of madness? From what I can tell, the Death Eaters are either incredibly resourceful and are branching out from your usual Dark magic, or they're a bunch of disgruntled farmers with a vendetta against Wales.
I've still got all the notes on licensed reptile breeders from the St Mungo's case (and on that note, is it just coincidence that we that anonymous snake bite just a week ago?), so it might be worth digging around to see if we can figure out where the plague of snakes came from.
Also chief, is it worth looking into possible effects of the Imperius curse on animagi, considering the cow-debacle in Tinworth? [/DMLE]
Anybody got a sofa going spare?
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| [006] 21st September 1978 |
[21 Sep 2010|05:48am] |
[PRIVATE]
[MAEBH]All hell is breaking loose (again) and I'm sitting here writing lists.
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| [005] 20th September 1978 |
[20 Sep 2010|05:20am] |
[DMLE]Fire's out.
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| [004] 20th September 1978 |
[20 Sep 2010|03:55am] |
ooc: sleep won over waiting up to post this. but this did go up before barty's orders, honestly.
[WARDED TO AMELIA AND EDGAR]Something's going down on here, I need to send Rosie to whichever one of you is still awake
I know I owe you both several times over, just keep her safe for me, please
[WARDED TO DMLE]Right so my begonias are on fire along with the rest of the town. Just so you all know
added later
[IONA]Wherever you are, stay the hell out of the way of this fire
Eyes sharp, kid. And stay out of trouble
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| [003] 17th September 1978 |
[17 Sep 2010|10:07am] |
Drinks after work, anyone? First round is on me.
[Hitwizards]None of you can come, of course. You're all much too busy with the latest case our esteemed Mr Crouch has hoisted onto us.
[Narcissa Malfoy]Mrs Malfoy, I apologise if you have already been contacted regarding this. First off, I'd like to thank you about the letter you sent to us, bringing our attention to the incident that took place in St Mungo's on the 10th September.
Secondly, it would be in our best interests if we could arrange a face to face interview in regards to what you know or saw about the before mentioned incident. When and where would be most convenient for you?
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| [002] 5th September 1979 |
[05 Sep 2010|06:15pm] |
Warded to hitwizards & witches onlyPatrolling offices?
Sounds challenging.
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| [001] 4th September 1978 |
[04 Sep 2010|09:01am] |
There's nothing quite like a controversial outcry to wake you up in the morning.
It's interesting: as valid a point as Ms Branstone makes, and I certainly do agree with some of her points, there's nevertheless an air of hypocrisy to her article. She verbally assaulted people that she has never met before in her life and called them cowards? Admittedly, the whole issue is that she doesn't know their identity - but without knowing the people behind the masks, is it right to insinuate such things? Speculation over what they have done - or what they have claimed to have done - does not justify such a brutal attack.
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