*Amber shuffles to desk, sniffling slightly*
*casts silencing charm on self while heaving with deep coughs*
*sips as tea*
*turns dull eyes to massive pile of stuffs*
*mutters* All the magic in the world at our finger tips and we haven't crafted the cure for the Sinus Infection of Doom.
*flops down into chair*
*spies nail gun on desk, gives to appropriate crafty witch for return to owner*
*finds neat, organized pile of updates, perks up slightly*
*notices tiny print used to make small pile, frowns*
*mutters* Engorgio
*is immediately knocked out of chair by suddenly enlarged, and still growing papers*
( *types feebly at keyboard in attempt to get out from under papers* )*stuffs updates into computer and clicks "post"*
*shuffles back to corner where the padding is the deepest*
PS: There will be a second entry later tonight when LJ stops being a butt about letting me post a second entry...it keeps stopping me.