It's not that I'm opposed to Valentine's Day as a rule, per say. I think it's a fine trick for the people who are so unattractive and dull as to not to get laid the other 364 days out of the year to finally get a bit of the slap and tickle. Some of you pathetic weirdos might even get to have sex and for that, I salute you. I also like that it boosts commercialism and betters the local economy.
But, for the love of all that is good and right with this world, whoever dumped about 7 pounds of glitter on my desk and covered the walls in my office at
The Hogsmeade Herald with cheap red crepe paper and pink construction paper hearts, be on your guard, because I will find you. I will make sure you are fired. Then, a few weeks down the line, I will make sure you are re-hired again to get your hopes up. Then, right after you've gained back what little pride you possess, I will have you fired again, crushing all your confidence as a productive member of society, causing you to spiral into a deep well of loathing and worthlessness. Or, at the very least, you'll get a very thorough tongue lashing about the pitfalls of gauchness and bad taste. And not the
good kind of tongue lashing...perverts.
Warded to Pansy ParkinsonAre we friends again yet? I find the silent treatment so dreadfully dull. I'll let you come over and yell at me if it would move this along.
Warded to Hermione GrangerDon't for one second think all the paperwork your little protest is causing me to slog through is going to put me off my plan. I happen to enjoy paperwork so, if it makes you feel better, keep it coming. It only fuels my determination.
Warded to Draco MalfoySo, I've been in town for almost a month and heard nary a peep from you? Has wedded bliss been keeping you otherwise occupied?