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January 14th,
2013 9:04 pm
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I swear that one day this journal will be used for something other than poor decisions and Quidditch.
Today, however, is not that day - and I am planning to use it for both.
A little dragon told me that a certain Quidditch team is having a match on Wednesday! Now, I understand that these games are just a formality to make the rest of the world feel like anyone but Scotland is going to win this year, but I thought it still might be fun to have a little get-together in the interests of socialization! Tiree is nice even this time of the year, so long as you get a good warming charm going about the waves. See?
Consider this an invite to anyone who's had more than a passing acquaintance with me in the past few years. There's plenty of room in the rickety shack I live in to pass out on the floor.
Ha, I bet you think I'm joking about it being rickety. It's creakier than Merlin's left hip.
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January 16th,
2012 10:17 pm
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These journals are the most interesting during the last few weeks of Quidditch seasons, I think.
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July 29th,
2011 10:13 pm
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I think I've forgotten how to have a social life.
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June 9th,
2011 9:22 pm
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I'm coming out of hibernation. I blame the long winter.
Everything is so. Depressing. All. The. Time.
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July 1st,
2010 1:31 pm
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My sister is--
[Will] So, you're still an auror, right? [/Will]
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September 2nd,
2009 10:12 pm
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[ 'PUFFS] By now I trust that most of you have heard about the tragedy that has fallen upon our dear and sweet Gleny and her extended family.
I for one am not going to sit idly on my arse while Gleny cries, never mind Fabian and Gideon's poor sister. I think we all know what we need to do here.
Everyone who doesn't do something nice, at least, will get a gold-handed beat down. I'm just putting that out there now. [ 'PUFFS]
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August 24th,
2009 6:38 pm
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So, they finally let me out of St. Mungo's.
I don't have to sneak my journal anymore - I just have to deal with mum trying to smother me with affection. I almost miss the stale hospital toast.
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August 12th,
2009 9:35 pm
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Did you know that it's next to impossible to write properly with a golden replacement hand?
I am hiding this from the nurses and that just makes it harder, so sorry to those that can't read this.
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January 25th,
2009 9:49 pm
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Finally got a new one of these things for Christmas ... so of course I'm only starting to use it now.
The last one got burnt up with some of my other belongings during a particularly difficult chase in September or so, for those of you keeping track.
No, I've not dropped off the face of the planet.
[Sturgis] Hear you've been having a tough row of things, Podmore. I also figure I should probably not be a wanker about things and ask you if you need anything. Refusing to talk to me at all might result in me heading to your flat to bring you terribly-cooked food, just so you know. [/Sturgis]
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March 17th,
2008 8:00 pm
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OTTO. Why am I not sloshed yet? I need more BEER.
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September 26th,
2006 6:59 pm
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{{This journal is meant for ![[info]](https://www.scribbld.com/img/community.gif) valesco.}}
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