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| 11 May 1980 |
[May 11] |
WARDED TO FRIENDS: MEREDITH, GRETA, EDWARD W., FELICITY, QUINN, MARION, CHLOE, LEXI, & BOYD:STOP SAYING HIS NAME. I WISH EVERYONE WOULD STOP SAYING HIS NAME! I'm afraid to look at my journal, like he's just going to cut into our lives THERE, too.
Why isn't anyone thinking about their FAMILIES when they say these things?
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| 27 April, 1980 |
[April 27] |
Everyone staying smart and indoors tonight?
WARDED PRIVATE:I don't know what to make of this month. Meredith attacked by vampires. Attacked by vampires. Hasn't she suffered enough? Hasn't that family suffered enough?
Fabian Prewett has made my List of people to punch. Oh sure, the whole vigilante thing is noble or brave - but it could also just be plain stupid. Whoever they are, I'll bet they're not trained to handle any of this, and he is so lucky that I'm not a Rita Skeeter type. If I were, his name would be plastered all over the Daily Prophet.
Speaking of, Rita Skeeter would be on that Punching List too. Except she was attacked by freaking vampires. Then again, I think she intended to stumble upon a scene for an article. What kind of idiot is she, looking for trouble? Everyone wants to stay OUT of trouble, and there she goes LOOKING for it. I want to say that there's something wrong with her brain. I should do some research into brain disorders, just because I want to KNOW what sort of issue she's dealing with. WARDED TO GRETA CATCHLOVE & MEREDITH WATKINS:Somebody's birthday is coming up very soon. What shall we do for it? WARDED TO EDWARD WATKINS, SAM TURPIN, & BOYD MACFUSTY:I think that you three should have a boys' night. I'm hearing rumours about the office that the Full Moon Curfew Bill is going to get an update.
Meaning, no Muggle pub nights if it goes through.
Thoughts? Discussions?
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| 4 Apr 1980 |
[April 04] |
Easter and my husband's birthday all in one! Happy Easter everyone, and I know that I've already said it like a million times today, but Happy Birthday, Boyd!
WARDED TO MEREDITH WATKINS:I love you, and get better soon.
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| 2 April 1980 |
[April 02] |
Oh thank MERLIN for the weekend, and that April Fools' Day is over. You know, there's nothing funnier than your boss telling you that you were fired, letting you clean out your desk, and then at the end of the day, proclaiming April Fools.
WARDED TO REGULUS BLACK:Isn't it your birthday or something? Could have sworn you were an old codger by now.
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| 22 Mar 1980 |
[March 22] |
WARDED TO FELICITY BANGES:I have a question for you, and it's going to sound a little odd.
The other day, Alice came over and demanded to know how SAFE we were being, what the wards were like here, etc. First I thought it was just pregnant lady hormones or Auror-spouse paranoia, but...
Why did she feel the need to come to the house? I mean, she could have said something in the journals, or made a Floo call, you know? It just seemed too urgent for it to be all right with just a few words about the anti-apparition wards and the like.
So my question is: you're closer to her. Do you know if something's going on?
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| 15 Mar 1980 |
[March 15] |
It's getting really lovely outside. Still a bit brisk, but the islands are so much warmer than the Highlands. It's really kind of strange not to see snow out here in March. Asta is really enjoying it, though. She can go outside and run around when I start doing my chores around the farm. It's kind of hilarious because she goes running off, but the moment I'm sitting on the ground or trying to milk the cow or something, she comes running right over like she's missing something. Curious one, she is.
We have a farm, I can't remember if I mentioned that before, but we have our own farm. A real proper one! We also have our own private beach. It's amazing!
( Wave wand for photograph. )
Loki and Thor don't even need warmer charms on the barn either, which is kind of a first. Nero would have loved this. He used to get really antsy come spring-time because he knew it meant that we'd let them out grazing more often than usual. And I'd feel like riding him a bit. I think he knew it was also his birthday, too. This is the first spring in six years - I got him when he was just a baby, I helped foal him - without him. I wish he hadn't gotten out of his pen that night. I really hate werewo - oh but there's Rem
I know I posted this photograph of me and Nero a while ago, but I thought in honour of his birthday (next week), it was good to remember him, so here's another photograph of my gorgeous Highland pony.
( Wave wand for photograph. )
I've also decided that GOTTSCHALK! is completely my husband's now. That bird... I swear, all he ever does is BITE me. And then Boyd comes round, and he's completely sweet on him!
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| 1 Mar 1980 |
[March 01] |
Everyone is showing off their dogs - or other animals - and it made me smile, so I figured why not. Asta's my wire-haired terrier, and my husband bought her for me - surprising me in the process - right under my nose. She was just a little puppy when I first got her, but she's grown up so much in four months.
Still happy, still goofy. Still likes to cover Boyd in slobber.
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| 28 Feb 1980 |
[February 28] |
Warded to Peadar MacDougal:
I realise things are shite right now, but are you looking for a job?
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| 22 Feb 1980 |
[February 22] |
There is nothing more embarrassing than waking up in the middle of the night, heading to the toilet, and nearly falling in because someone forgot to put it back down again. You know it's been too long since you've lived with a boy in the house when that happens.
So brothers, fathers, husbands, boyfriends: that yelp in the middle of the night was us.
Let's compromise! Because let's face it. This is not a deal-breaker in the least. It's one of those not-funny-at-the-time-but-will-be-when-you-write-about-it-in-your-journal. Maybe you both should put both seats down, as a compromise. That way it's both of you doing something for the other, and not just one person asking for a change.
And no one's bum is wet.
Warded Private:
Nope.
Didn't work. Attempting humour at newly-wed life didn't keep my mind off everything going on. I don't think I've ever been happier to be away from the news desk than I am after this weekend. Not a single call into the office, though I was getting the updates. Maybe it makes me a coward, but I just don't have the stomach for any more death.
I want to think about happier things, but it's just impossible.
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| 15 Feb 1980 |
[February 15] |
No. This isn't
For my friend, Doc Dearborn:Out of the depths I cry to You, O Lord; Lord, hear my voice.
Let Your ears be attentive to my voice in supplication.
If You, O Lord, mark iniquities, Lord, who can stand?
But with You is forgiveness, that You may be revered.
I trust in the Lord; my soul trusts in His word.
My soul waits for the Lord more than sentinels wait for the dawn.
More than sentinels wait for the dawn, let Israel wait for the Lord,
For with the Lord is kindness and with Him is plenteous redemption;
And He will redeem Israel from all their iniquities. I won't forget you.
( Warded Private )
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