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[21 Feb 2010|05:27pm] |
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I found this blasted thing! For a moment I was afraid I left it back in the hotel.
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[12 Jan 2010|02:09pm] |
Why is it on my days off I feel like I am at a complete loss? I used to always bum around, but now that I have a job I can't just be a bum. I, of course, blame Lord Sirius Black for suggesting I even get a job. Because of him I can't just be lazy. Always trying to better myself. How annoying.
Ugh. Have to plan for the dinner party. I think I'll take Morag to the zoo. It might be cold, but that just means there are less people there.
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[29 Dec 2009|06:21pm] |
Nothing like visiting my da for the holidays and enjoying a rather explicit yelling match. His knew wench girlfriend does know some very interesting words. Sorry about that Morag. At least we left early?
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[29 Nov 2009|10:48pm] |
...well shite.
hexed to pansy
If you need anything at all...ask.
end hex
hexed to morag
...can we talk? I just need some help at the moment.
end hex
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[17 Nov 2009|11:19pm] |
What the hell? First Morag and now Lady Moon. Is anyone actually going catch the arse? Are we just going to wait until he kills someone? Even I know what that Mr. Question is doing is wrong. Lady Moon might be a bit uppity, but no bird deserves that. When they find the guy I want to make him hurt for hurting Morag.
This is a horrible time to leave Morag.
( Hexed to Shelly )
I need a stiff one.
( Hexed to Morag )
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[11 Nov 2009|07:29pm] |
Huh. I can't really argue that one, Skeeter. Goes to show she tells the truth sometimes? But is it gossip if people already know the truth?
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[08 Nov 2009|10:35am] |
hexed to close friends and morag of course
...I moved in with Morag. I figure its best to tell you before rumors starting going around.
end hex
For the record, a real bed is fantastic. Sleeping on couches is overrated.
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[02 Nov 2009|06:46pm] |
hexed private to goyle
Fuck. I'm beyond upset that Morag got attacked. To make matters worse the idiots that call themselves professionals can't figure out why or how. I feel like killing anyone that looks at her wrong.
If I didn't have to work so much I'd force her to stay with me. Somehow my apartment doesn't seem that much safer. Though she could always hide amongst the ladies on the street if she had to get away.
end hex
Bear seems to enjoy destroying my dinner. Try to have a simple meat pie and now it is in pieces. What am I supposed to eat now?
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[16 Oct 2009|02:21pm] |
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Uh...I know why Princess Clara is hugging my leg, but why is there a living teddy bear hugging my other leg? I miss something on my days off?
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[13 Oct 2009|02:05am] |
...Seriously. All I need is permission.
Say what you like about me, but when you bring Princess Clara into this we have an issue. I'm sick of that batty old dried up wench talking ill of my friends. Also so what if Lady Morag sees something in me? At least she looks past the surface.
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[07 Oct 2009|09:07pm] |
hexed private to goyle
I don't like it. I don't like it one bit. I know he is doing this because it is right and everything, but I still don't like it. He is going off to serve his country while I stay behind. I know someone has to watch Clara and Pansy while he is gone. It still sucks bludgers. I'm truly pathetic it seems. What if he gets hurt? Merlin, I still remember the Quidditch episode. I just left him to take care of Pansy.
I know Pansy is hurting, but I can't just ask her to cry on my shoulder. It wouldn't be right anymore. I'm just a worker at the Palace.
UGH!
To top it off Morag is going to be noble. I'm happy for her honest, but what if it pulls us apart. I'm less then spectacular. I mean for crying out loud I used to beat up her sister's husband. Though he deserved it.
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Fuck me. I'm so confused at the moment. I really like Morag. I've even agreed to go to Royal events with her. I hate dressing up too. The things I seem to be doing for a girl. Who knew I would be that bloke?
Whoa. I wrote a lot. Never thought I'd be a wanker like everyone else and write out my sobbing story. I need help.
end hex
I love Clara, really, but must she draw on my journal? I don't know if those are people or blobs.
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[22 Sep 2009|09:24pm] |
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Am I not allowed to date?
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[18 Sep 2009|07:26pm] |
The fucking bitch.
Even if I do have a 'lady friend' as that rat Skeeter puts it, it is no ones' business. She clearly is running out of ideas if she has to stoop as low as to write about me.
Hexed to Pansy
If you give me permission I would gladly kill her for you.
end hex
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[14 Sep 2009|06:09pm] |
I've a headache. Though that is most likely from dealing with my father. He picks now of all times to care about something other then his whore girlfriend. I knew he could yell, but I didn't realize that loud. It seems me moving out is on top of his list of ways I'll bring disgrace to the family. What am I going to do? Its not like I am moving in with a bird. Though he probably would have been fine with that. Women use em and lose em as he says.
Sometimes nothing I do is good enough for him I don't think I can please him...and I honestly don't care anymore.
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[10 Sep 2009|10:10pm] |
I'm thinking I might need to rent a flat or something. This shall take research, but I don't mind. I'm to old to live at home still.
Any suggestions?
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[07 Sep 2009|05:18pm] |
How delightful, that mudblood has gone missing.
I opened this thing to write something, but I honestly can't think of anything. Suppose I'll go back to my early dinner and ponder why a doll is sitting next to me.
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[31 Aug 2009|06:41pm] |
Hexed to Lady Pansy
...I need some time off next week. I'm going to the beach with Lady Morag. Supposedly we are going to drink fruity drinks.
end hex
Huh.
Edited entry, added later:
Hexed to Morag
How about Thursday?
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[30 Aug 2009|09:09am] |
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...there is glitter on my boots. How strange. It almost looks like I stepped on a pixie or something.
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[25 Aug 2009|03:03pm] |
...ow. My ears are ringing. I hate howlers. So what if I don't want to go home to meet my father's newest slutgirl? Like I give a damn.
Why does he even care now? I think he is still angry I refused to go home for my birthday early this month. Like I want to celebrate something like that with him. Trash.
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[23 Aug 2009|11:04am] |
...Daphne, Astoria, I'm sorry.
hexed private to Goyle
What next? Someone going to try and kill Pansy? We live in violent times and that is fine until the violence starts affecting the people I like.
end hex
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