DISORDER JOURNALS

ANGELUS ROSIER:

My life is a m You enjoy hearing about the stupid shit I do, right? Brightens your day and all that?

VAL AVERY:

You asked to do something, just us. You meant that?

I'm really looking forward to the Montrose vs. Puddlemere match tomorrow! It's going to be quite a match and I've got great tickets to the match thanks to a client (and have an extra ticket, if anyone is interested but my brother might come with me, so I don't know..), so even better! (I'll be cheering for Montrose myself, but I can admit that Puddlemere is a great team, too.)

Happy Friday, everyone!

first order of business: some guy in knockturn just tried to sell me a flemish giant so if you're on the lookout for GIANT FUCKING RABBITS ya girl can hook you up

second: it's friday and i'm bored which means it's time for WOULD? YOU? RATHER?

wyr communicate only with birds OR have to defend every purchase you make before the wizengamot

have you ever just like, been trying to get some coffee and found yourself accidentally in a rom com bc that definitely happened to me this morning. it was practically staged - she dropped her knuts on the floor and he helped to pick them up and they gazed into each other's eyes before a perfectly choreographed blush. it was cute! but weird! but cute!

FRIENDS.

umbridge is making me dust her cat plates one by one with a tiny feather duster as some kind of PUNISHMENT and i feel like i'm back at school ☹

Pets are odd, right? I can't be the only one with an odd pet.

For example:
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Shortly after I took that, he dragged the shoe off and I've yet to find it again. I understand where the desire to roll over my shoes comes from (marking territory; comfort), but the kidnapping of just one? He could have taken the other for a matching set. (He didn't. He left it alone.) I assume he must have an incredible hoard of both junk AND things I actually needed and had to replace when he ran off with them/hid them forever.

So what's the strangest thing your pet's done? Or worst. Any story will do.

ORDER:

Hi, everyone. I assume everyone got a basic run-down on me already or I wouldn't be here (much appreciated,
by the way), but I wanted to mention a few things.

First, I've been working on my stockpiles of potions and ingredients for a couple months now, just in case I ever started to have trouble acquiring anything - I may have gotten ahead of myself, but I'm not about to be caught unaware. If there's anything we need in particular, please let me know.

Second, after the Ministry came out with those rubbish IDs, I took some time to find a property that I could use if things went bad at St. Mungo's, or if a patient would have run into trouble there. Remus has been, so if we ever need it for ourselves or for someone else who doesn't want to (or can't) go to the hospital, one of us can show you. (Jeremy, Ted, I'd be glad to take you sometime soon, too.)

[ FRIEN R08 + CIARA, CAI, ANGELINA, HESTIA ]

I CANNOT stop thinking about DECAPITATION AND IT'S KILLING ME!!! NON-LITERALLY.

There's something terribly time-consuming about falling down a Woogle hole and looking up quotes on different topics. You can start with "books" and end up reading entertaining lists of wrongly attributed quotes. Judging by this, a vast majority of the Winternet believe the same things were said by Merlin and people who lived hundreds of years later.

I guess I'm saying don't believe everything you read

BYRON.

Found a set of warehouses in East London that should do, if we can get someone to ward one of them up and you can use your new memory charm skills on the owner. Who'll take cash in hand for short term letting.

Are you doing okay?