It's five in the morning, and I can't seem to get to sleep. Oh, I really do despise these late shifts some times. They get my entire sleeping schedule out of whack. I've tried just about everything: counting hippogriffs, reading from a book, drinking some tea, sitting and watching the telly for a while (which by the way, there is absolutely nothing of interest on at this time of night...... or morning I suppose?) I'd take a calming potion, but I'm slightly allergic to those. I actually think it reacts with one of my allergy potions. Got to be careful with that.
Anyway, I feel terrible. I know I'm to meet up with you later today, Zacharias, and I still want to very much. I'm afraid I'll be the dreariest company ever though. Please don't hate me forever. You're a darling. I know you'll understand.
In the mean while, I doubt anyone's awake at this ungodly hour of the night, but if anyone happens to be, might you be able to supply me with some entertainment? Or perhpas a way to get to sleep?
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I haven't heard from my dad or my sister or Wayne. I'm so worried. -4-
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Justin....... -1-
Dad stopped by at work today. He hadn't seen me with the kids in a while, and he sort of sighed and said he wondered when I'd have kids of my own. Oh Daddy.... You know I need a boyfriend for that sort of thing, I tell him. So, he goes on his usual rants about how all the new Aurors down at the Ministry are just dashing and fit and how he'd love to set me up with one of them some day. And oy.... blind dates, daddy... They never end well. But he seems optimistic about it, and who am I to dash his hopes that some day his frail but somehow still alive first born daughter will find a decent boy, marry and have children of her very own? There's nothing you could say ; Nothing you can do
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