Well then.

I need a rather large bag of cat food, and some pinking shears please.

While I hate to feel so recreant by hiding away in this castle, it is downright brilliant to finally see what life is actually like here. I had the most charming tea with an elf today, and he told me all of his adventures, including where he found each article of clothing. Gracious, I had no idea how talkative they were ( Read more... )

After that brief stretch of melancholia, I'm glad to say that things seem to be looking up. My garden is coming along, and it seems as if summer is just around the corner ( Read more... )

It's funny.

But only a few brief hours in a normal wizard's body made me realise just how much I am missing.

I think I'm going up to London today. You may beat me home, Kingsley.

CATS!!!!

EV'RYWHERE!!!

I had almost completely forgotten about this thing until it attacked poor Iggy. But do not worry! He fought back very valiently and this journal got a few clawmarks for its trouble ( Read more... )

Sometimes, the feeling of helplessness and regret leaves. But it comes back so quickly.

Rest in peace, Xiomara.

Luna, I fear that I will not be excellent company. But I admit also that selfishly I am looking forward to your visit.

I hate being ignored useless.

It absolutely baffles me that these muggles failed to notice that in a day, Kingsley practically has snakes growing from the top of his head. Baffling ( Read more... )

Jamaica is positively lovely ( Read more... )

It has been some time since I have updated this journal. I really have so little to say these days. Still, it is better I write something instead of having it try to eat my little ones, as almost occured this morning ( Read more... )