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08 February 1979 @ 02:11 pm
 
Work is dull, as per usual, but it’s especially dull after a weekend full of drunken carousing. Unfortunately, none of my esteemed customers are content to let me wallow in these doldrums properly. They all insist on loitering around the counter and boring me with Quidditch talk. I now loathe Quidditch fans even more, which I honestly didn’t think was possible. My own capacity for complete and utter revulsion is a constant surprise.

I also didn’t realise that Quidditch supplies could be trussed up for Valentines Day. Rest assured, though, they can. Actually, the whole Alley is looking appropriately tarty. It’s as if an army of fourteen-year-old girls swept in during the night and vomited pink streamers and cheap heart cutouts everywhere. There is an overabundance of cheap chocolate, though, which is tolerable (that reminds me, I ought to send Patty some so she doesn’t end up feeling depressed).

Lastly, my flatmate left for Aruba this morning. I don’t know why (it’s a bloody mystery, actually. What the fuck do matronly old witches need in Aruba?) but I do know that I will be spreading out my star charts tonight and no one will be around to whinge about it. Ha ha.
 
 
 
Marlene McKinnon: cleans up well.anticlaw on September 9th, 2007 04:23 am (UTC)
I think giving up my couch to Dung counts as being pretty damn charitable.
mundungus h fletcher: i don't fucking caredunged on September 9th, 2007 04:24 am (UTC)
speaking of I'm fucking hungry where are you
Marlene McKinnon: marlene watches from the wall.anticlaw on September 9th, 2007 04:27 am (UTC)
I'm in the kitchen with my charts. You know where the pantries are.
mundungus h fletcher: you're too fucking closedunged on September 9th, 2007 04:30 am (UTC)
but it's so comfortable here mmmmm
Marlene McKinnon: caught off guard.anticlaw on September 9th, 2007 04:31 am (UTC)
Where the hell are you?
mundungus h fletcher: holding the good shitdunged on September 9th, 2007 04:32 am (UTC)
not on your bed I'm fucking not COME FIND ME
Marlene McKinnon: caught off guard.anticlaw on September 9th, 2007 04:33 am (UTC)
YOU MANGEY LITTLE TOERAG IF YOU'RE ANYWHERE NEAR THAT ROOM I WILL END YOU!
mundungus h fletcher: i don't fucking caredunged on September 9th, 2007 04:35 am (UTC)
okay okay jesus fucking shite I'll get my own fucking food, has anyone ever told you you're pretty when you're mad
Marlene McKinnon: caught off guard.anticlaw on September 9th, 2007 04:36 am (UTC)
I CAN'T

HOW DID YOU EVEN FIT UNDER THERE?
mundungus h fletcher: you looking to buy?dunged on September 9th, 2007 04:39 am (UTC)
when you're in my line of work it's really dead fucking useful to fit into small spaces...
Marlene McKinnon: sarcasm is imminent.anticlaw on September 9th, 2007 04:41 am (UTC)
New rule, you are NO LONGER ALLOWED UNDER MY BED EITHER YOU FUCKING CHAV.
mundungus h fletcher: i don't fucking caredunged on September 9th, 2007 04:43 am (UTC)
ALL THESE MOTHERFUCKING RULES I FEEL SO FUCKING OPPRESSED

oh mistress of the shitty flat, am I allowed to at least fucking light up
Marlene McKinnon: sarcasm is imminent.anticlaw on September 9th, 2007 04:45 am (UTC)
WELL TOO BAD THAT'S THE PRICE YOU PAY FOR MY COUCH AND MY FOOD.

Yeah.
mundungus h fletcher: holding the good shitdunged on September 9th, 2007 04:47 am (UTC)
REALLY FUCKING HOPE I'M AT LEAST GETTING A GROPE OUT OF THIS

fucking aces, come join me
Sybill Trelawney: who put this here?espying on September 9th, 2007 04:26 am (UTC)
This is also the ascending House so try and keep the charity-giving up because it'll give you lots of good fortune later!
Marlene McKinnon: a rarity.anticlaw on September 9th, 2007 04:28 am (UTC)
Well, thank god for small favours.