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[27 Apr 2008|02:13pm] |
There have been several new cases of people being obliviated with heavy charms that are not actually supposed to be done by people with no experience doing obliviations. It's dangerous and I know just who is doing it and can really mess a mind up if done too much.
My days at the office are spent undoing these charms best I can or making sure they're done right before I let these people go. so apologies to anyone who finds me too busy to do anything but work. Someone has to do it.
Susan, how have you been?
( private to self. )
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[20 Mar 2008|01:00pm] |
I don't know who did it, the Muggle Artifacts boy's are looking into it, but some Wizard was trying to make a set of muggle guns shoot magic. Work as a wand does but only with spells as bullets.
Well, apparently the bloke was a muggleborn himself and his sister's family came to visit and his nephew found the thing and nearly shot his foot off! The entire block had to be obliviated as well as half the bobby force that showed their faces. Ridiculous! I mean, sure it was inventive but what a fucking wanker!
Anyways, Susan. Let's go on a date.
I should erase that and this but
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[12 Mar 2008|01:52pm] |
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Thirty in two more years. That's insane. I think I'm going to take up sky diving or street broom races.
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[11 Mar 2008|01:01am] |
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I kissed her, why did I kiss her, what was I thinking? She must think I'm insane. Oh Merlin. I kissed her!
Life is good, except for the fact that my trainees are a bit...
Nevermind. I'm done with this, too tired to write anymore.
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[01 Mar 2008|10:11pm] |
Wayne Hopkins does not lie.
He just talks about himself in third person is all.
Susan Marie, you see that? Not a liar.
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[26 Feb 2008|11:16pm] |
Weather: Cold as a fuck.
Meaning: Not sure, I’ve never quite learned how cold a “fuck” is. Probably close to freezing and beyond. A refusal to say cold as hell is in effect seeing as hell is supposed to be hot and thus the phrase is rendered useless.
A bit late, but the new teams have been formed for the big jobs. I’ve got a leadership position over Royce and Bryson, and I’m supposed to be training two new additions to the department. Fresh faces are somewhat liberating, seeing as Royce needs a fucking shave and Bryson resembles a toad. I’m hoping for girls, to put it lightly.
Though, it is to be noted that girls might take a bit more time to train if they seem the slightest bit empty headed. Or, they’ll be feminists and will have my arse for using any foul language such as “bird” or “tart” or… well, you know what I mean. Still, I always enjoy a good argument over liberties of the radical feminist and that would prove to be a stimulating conversation, much better than the humdrum things Royce comes up with.
Have I been the muggle cinema lately? Do I watch the telly? How in touch with my muggle family am I really and do you really know what football is about or are you just being an arse? Don’t get me wrong, I like the cinema and the telly and even Winchester United, but I’m not that fucking boring. I suppose that’s what makes me somewhat of a ponce in their eyes, that I don’t follow the sports the same. That I keep a journal. That I did watch the American Oscars… with Terry Boot (who is quite the ponce) and Daniel Day Lewis looked like a fucking mess. Get a haircut, man.
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