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Jan. 4th, 2009

Well, this night's certainly turned into an interesting one. This is what I get for picking up a shift, I reckon.

Dec. 21st, 2008

My middle toe on my right foot is asleep.

The kittens are really cute, too.

Dec. 6th, 2008

Bryce, one of the kittens is yours, if you want it.

[warded private]
That was one of the saddest things I've done in awhile, burying those two kittens that didn't make it. I need to speak with a veterinarian as soon as possible to see when Ellie can be spayed. I don't want to be surprised like this again.

I think that I'm more excited than I should be that I've got kittens in the house. But they're so fucking cute. I might keep the boy, and call it Aloysius, since Meg wouldn't let me with Ellie.

Dec. 3rd, 2008

There are still a lot of idiots in the world. I just arrested one of them. He tried to tell me that the head of my department is a Dark Wizard and that it's his duty to kill him. Don't worry, he's at St Mungo's being evaluated.

Nov. 28th, 2008

[warded to Potter]
Yeah, it's all set - I've got you covered for Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday. Shacklebolt's authorised it all. To be honest, it'll be nice to get out of DIC for awhile. I need to think of a word to tack on the end of that. It's unfinished.

Also, for Merlin's sake, after you get married, don't be like Cadwallader! It's all right to shag your wife! You don't just have to snog her.

Nov. 18th, 2008

I just want to say that it's really hurtful when you're not allowed to do your job. It was really very rude of Jenkins to tell me to "fuck off" and I can't believe he talks to his mother with that sort of mouth. All I told him was good morning when I got in so I think he really needs to re-think his priorities and how he treats people.

Speaking of! It's really horrible what people do to each other. This very sweet lady in Devon had someone try to break into her house this morning! And then the intruder had the NERVE to get angry with the woman because her dog was protecting her! He had the balls gall to claim that he was going to take legal action against her because he wasn't able to stand. I don't know how he could look anyone in the eye after that. Anyway, he's in a holding cell now, waiting to see a magistrate. It's not going to be very good for him, I think, because this isn't the first time he's done something like this and he's been known to be very violent. So really, this lady was very lucky she had her dog to take care of her.

Anyway, I think I'm going to go for a pint after work. Who wants to join me?

Nov. 14th, 2008

What the fuck? All day yesterday I alliterated. All. Day. With the letter L. My favourite sentence of the day, though, was "Lovely ladies like lounging and longing like lizards laying their legs lazily lofting in the late-night liquid loom." It makes no fucking sense.

Oct. 19th, 2008

warded to British DMLE in Albania )

Oct. 15th, 2008

warded to British DMLE in Albania )

Oct. 8th, 2008

warded to British DMLE in Albania )

Oct. 6th, 2008

[warded to Harry Potter, Miles Bletchley]
Fucking Christ on a god-damn pogo stick, the fucking press is fucking ridiculous. Anyway, both of you meet me in Shacklebolt's office no later than eight-thirty tomorrow morning.

Oct. 3rd, 2008

warded to self )

warded to Harry Potter )

Oh Merlin, I think I'm going to be quoted in the Prophet. Let me contain my joy.

Sep. 29th, 2008

My mum was always fond of autumn. Around this time of year she and Dad used to take a little holiday up to the Lake District or to the Cotswolds with Simon's mum and dad. She'd come home with silly little crafty things that she'd put up around the house at Christmas so that when I came home from school I couldn't sit in the living room, I'd have to stand in the kitchen.

I also found the clock that used to hang in the living room the other day. Dad put it in the attic after Mum died and her hand was still on mortal peril since there's no dying or dead on the clock. It's sort of useless for me since I'm the only one living here, but I might have it looked at anyway to make sure all its charms are in order.

Sep. 4th, 2008

If I sneeze one more time, I'm going home.

... fuck. I'm going home.

Aug. 31st, 2008

Y'know, I used to be glad that I'm done with the days of watching over the holding cells when they bring in the drunk and disorderlies, the ones who think that it's right brill to have a bit of a fight in the middle of a pub crawl. Last night I sort of missed those days.

Aug. 3rd, 2008

Would someone care to explain to me just WHY I woke up and my cat had hair that is suspiciously like mine, and I could now be considered "calico"? For fuck's sake, this is damn ridiculous.

Jul. 31st, 2008

Oi, Potter! Many happy returns. I'd invite you for a pint to celebrate, but I figure that your bird's got other plans. Some other time, yeah?

Jul. 25th, 2008

You all may have laughed when Mabel, that old bird who works behind the counter at Chip's, won me in the auction, but let me tell you: she's a whole hell of a lot of woman, and I can respect that. And her Sunday pot roast is perfection.

Jun. 30th, 2008

I think that the Wee Witches Imperioed the lot of you. Fuck's sake.

Jun. 18th, 2008

I swear to God, I hope that whenever I retire from my job, I'm not a bitter son of a bitch who has nothing better to do than insult every fucking person who looks in his direction. And just so that we're all clear, Savage, I'm talking about you. Fucking hell, man, you seem to think that you're a God-damn pillar of virtue, but what in the hell would the people that YOU lost have to say about it? Fucking think about that.

May. 16th, 2008

[warded to Lila]
Oi, don't know if you'll see Roger before you see this, but I saw him in Matty's and I'm going to be over this evening to have dinner with you two and talk to him about some questions my Dad has for a writer-type. Just to, you know, let you know.

May. 14th, 2008

I'm really fucking hungry. I bet Simon Simon, come with me to get real food.

warded private )

May. 10th, 2008

For fuck's sake, if your mum is alive, go give her damn hug.

Potter, I had every intention of I've picked up an extra shift or two today this weekend so I won't be able to pick up your drunk arse and help your bird carry you home tonight. Sorry, mate.

May. 4th, 2008

You know, my feet are sometimes opposed to socks, too.

Apr. 28th, 2008

Well, I know who my favourite teacher is now.

Apr. 26th, 2008

Hospital food is fucking grotty.

[Warded Private]
I don't want to think about any of it. We're being hailed as heroes and I just want to sleep. Dad was here today and I told him that I think that one of the werewolves I fought was the one who killed Mum. I didn't tell him that I think that was one of the ones that died in the battle. If it was - good riddance.

It was good to fight with Simon again. Alongside. Alongside him.

Apr. 1st, 2008

My pinky fell off.

Mar. 26th, 2008

I almost bloody wish they'd stop giving me oxygen. Maybe if I pass out I won't laugh anymore. Anyone want to hit me with a stunning spell?

Mar. 25th, 2008

Oy, Simon! If the bill goes through at the Ministry, do you want me to get you the sparkly pink collar or the sparkly purple one?

In all, it's a bloody stupid bill and an even dumber addendum. Next thing you know we'll be back to where the Death Eaters wanted to take us - those with less than pure magical blood are obviously doing something stupid like stealing magic so they have to be monitored.

Mar. 18th, 2008

[warded to Lila and Simon]
Lila.
[end ward]

added later...

[warded to Roger and Simon]
Oi, Roger! Mate, Simon and I have a bit of a proposition for you.

Mar. 11th, 2008

[warded to self]
Just fuck. Heightened alert. I'm needed and I can't fucking do anything because I'll probably end up getting myself killed. Nearly burnt the house down this morning cooking breakfast.

I don't understand how things like this are still happening. I wish to Merlin I could get out

FUCK. What the hell was he doing there? He was supposed to be on his way to France
[end ward]

[warded to Lila & Lisa]
Oi, Dad's at St Mungo's. He was in Madrid for some fucking reason when he was supposed to be well on his way to Paris. If either of you see him let me know how he's doing? Lisa, you'll know him because he's fucking fit, like I am.
[end ward]

[warded to self]
This is fucking retarded. I'm a damn auror and I'm sitting in my house and I can't do a damn thing.

Mar. 8th, 2008

[badly warded to Seamus; basically anyone can read it]
Mate I didn't mean to feel up Lisa last night, I swear it. I kept tripping and her tits and arse were in the way.
[end ward]

Fuck me.

Feb. 20th, 2008

warded to self )

warded to Bryce )

Brilliant party last night. Padma and Parvati, you looked beautiful.

Feb. 15th, 2008

All things considered, yesterday could have been much worse. I'm still not happy and I am going to see what can be done about figuring out who set the Cupids onto the Lane.

warded to Bryce )

warded to self )

Feb. 14th, 2008

[warded to Aurors, Trainee Aurors, Hit Wizards, and those who deal with Magical Creatures]

Find one of those fucking cupids and figure out who set them onto Euphoria Lane.

warded to roger davies )

Feb. 9th, 2008

You know, the Quibbler article could explain a lot of my time at Hogwarts.

Feb. 5th, 2008

Stupid people are useless. Stupid people who use a fucking dragon to destroy a bloody book shop deserve to DIE.

Jan. 27th, 2008

[Warded to Lila]

You awake?

Jan. 11th, 2008

I sort of like days like today The Goblin Rebellions were actually a bit more interesting than old Binns at Hogwarts made them out to be. Especially when you find out that the goblins of old had definite preferences for women who range from about age 18 to 25. Three birds in the Angry Dragon, all of them brought there this morning and not allowed to leave.

Anyway, with feats of hand-slapping and wand comparisons derring-do, they decided that our wands were bigger it would be well within their interests to let the girls go. So everyone is safe and I'm going back to the Angry Dragon to talk to some of the blokes there. Once you get round how they talk it's pretty interesting.

Fuck, those goblins smell.

Jan. 8th, 2008

I'm sorry I did all I could I couldn't help them Fuck

Michael, I'll be round to get the cat later.

This was all supposed to be done. We were finished.

Jan. 5th, 2008

[warded private]
I keep going north. Every indication, always gone, says north. Which conflicts with every other damn report out there which says that he's in every other damn part of Europe. But I'll follow the damn leads, I'll work with the Italians and it appears that next week I'll be working with the Swiss. Fucking hell I'll be working with all the god damn poofters in the entire fucking world.

Fucking catacombs. That really wasn't Saint Peter Who the fuck's Saint Peter?
[end ward]

[warded to aurors]
Italy's showing up as nothing more than a blank map.
[end ward]

[warded to michael corner]
In case you were wondering, I'm still alive.
[end ward]

Fucking Italians.

Jan. 2nd, 2008

warded private )

Rome's one big fucking city. Tomorrow I get to search the catacombs. What in the fuck are the catacombs?

Jan. 1st, 2008

Well, fuck. And I can't even drink this off, stupid fucking job. Happy new year.

Dec. 30th, 2007

Well, Christmas wasn't bad. Dad was up and we visited Mum. And after the first of the year I'm on assignment. Brilliant.

Dec. 13th, 2007

[Warded to Megan]
I don't know when I'll be home tonight. I've got to be up to Azkaban to question some twerp for Kingsley.

[Warded to Harry Potter]
Oi. Fancy having another go at Scabior? Your answer had damned well be yes or yes.

Nov. 25th, 2007

When I find whoever it was that had the fucking brilliant idea to fuck up the Wolfsbane, I'm going to kill them with my bare hands. Not much to say about last night. Three new fucking Werewolves and a fuckload of scared people. Some idiot's bright idea of playing fast and loose with their potions ingredients should mean that they fucking have to die have to take care of the poor sods in St Mungo's.

And where the hell was Lisa? She's the fucking best there is and Some priorities are so damnably fucked it makes me sick.

Nov. 20th, 2007

Well, that went pretty well and Kravitz only embarrassed herself three times. We're making progress! She'll be all right when she can get into Shacklebolt's office mostly without him knowing.

Nov. 17th, 2007

warded private )

Who in their right mind would visit London just to see a Muggle? Merlin, if you want to see the American President that badly, go to the States, there's loads more room there. As it is, this is probably the longest break I'll get today. It's not as exciting as breaking up fights during the World Cup, but at least here I don't have to worry about Pucey getting his arse whipped again.

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