Exams are tiresome and I suppose that they should be commented on in more detail but one can never go into detail when one is weary. I am extremely weary ( Read more... )

I am blinded by the dungeons.

This is just not right. Something must be done.

Denial it seems it not just a river in Egypt. There seems to be a great mass of the stuff around Hogwarts.

I'm rather amused.

Having looked over my journal, I decided it was time for an update. I was unable to do so before as a result of, well, not having anything to write about ( Read more... )

Bloody amazing, just bloody amazing. I can't wait until I get to the last one!

I can't say that I've been this unamused in ages.

There are some things that should not be toyed with, and a man's treasured posessions are one of those things. Obviously, there were some items that will may be easily replaced. However, there were also a number of rarities and classics that I will probably NEVER find another copy of ( Read more... )

I woke up in that rumpled bed. The faint rays of pale light that filtered through the shutters and the muted sounds that rose from the street signalled that dawn had let in the morning. Your arm was folded over my breasts. You were pressed against my back, the curve of your body tightly moulded against mine. Your breath came softly, regularly as ( Read more... )

I really haven't a lot to say here aside from the fact that I am quite pleased by the reinstated ability to wash my hair.

Also:

Theo darling. See me sometime this evening. Si?

I did not get insulted by some random passerby last night.

I feel quite left out, indeed.

I know I've neglected writing in this lately, but I think this bears mentioning:

WHY THE BLOODY FUCK IS THERE A BOWL STUCK TO MY HEAD?