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[Sunday
October 24th, 2010 at 9:43pm]
Merlin help me, I'm entirely too old to get flustered by a charming and thoughtful gift through the post but I swear thats just what happened this morning.

On an entirely professional note, I submitted my latest theorem to the magazine so its a case of crossing my fingers and hoping its of a high enough calibre to be printed. I don't want to lose my edge simply because I focus on Charms for eight hours a day. And its a week until the Halloween Feast in the Great Hall - my first as a fully fledged Professor ; I can hardly wait!
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[Friday
October 8th, 2010 at 2:13pm]
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Hmm, I've been staring at this part of my paper for a couple of days now and I'm still not any closer to fixing the problem.

I need chocolate.

Oh and my congratulations to Meghan and Oliver on their impending little bundle of joy! I can't think of anybody more likely to be brilliant parents and I call dibbs on God-Father!
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[Friday
September 10th, 2010 at 10:53pm]
[Private to Leigh].
So whilst I was in the bank today, I met this lovely young chap....

I think you'd like him

[/Private]

Its the end of another week, and I plan on spending this evening curled up with a nice glass of wien, some friends and the last of my marking.

Utterly perfect weekend.
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[Wednesday
September 1st, 2010 at 5:52pm]
Happy Birthday to me !!

And to celebrate, I'm going to go back to school !

[Private to Orsino]

Love you. See you tonight.
[/Private]

[Private to Meghan/Oliver]

Lunch this weekend?
[/private]

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[Wednesday
August 25th, 2010 at 9:20pm]
7 days.

Let the countdown begin.
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[Monday
August 23rd, 2010 at 10:22pm]
Private. )

Warded to Meghan, Oliver and Ainsleigh. )

an lowen jydh
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[Thursday
August 19th, 2010 at 12:38am]
Guess who is going to have Strictly Equicontinuous Subsets of the Space of Bochner Wards published in this month's edition of Arithmancy Quarterly?

I haven't stopped grinning since I got the owl this afternoon.

Private to Orsino:

Can I take you to dinner this evening? My treat ; you pick the restaurant. I feel like celebrating

Private to Oliver/Meghan:

The Scotland match was intense to listen to! Do you two need anything?
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[Thursday
July 15th, 2010 at 10:05pm]
Hexed Heavily Private )

Ack.
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[Tuesday
July 13th, 2010 at 10:16pm]
I have a freezer full of ice cream, two dogs who have been bribed with treats and are snoring at my feet, the latest copies of Arithmancy Quarterly and Which Ward and a blanket.

The England match will be on the wireless shortly and life is perfection. Even the laundry is taking care of itself.

I just wish that what was meant to be a fantastic day wasn't marred by the selfish and cowardly actions of one individual who desecrated a memorial to the courage of those witches and wizards who lost their lives in the Wars.

Whoever it was should be ashamed of themselves - I'm ashamed of them to be frank.
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[Monday
July 5th, 2010 at 11:12pm]
I'm going to regret asking this but..

I'm counting down the weeks until the new term starts and I find myself with more hours in the day than I know what to do with. Even factoring in the hours that will be devoted to the World Cup (C'mon England!) I cannot spend my summer cooking and baking for hours.

So to that end, I am offering my services as a Charms tutor for those wishing to brush up on basic skills or improve their current levels. A good grounding in Charms is a valuable life-skill that ought not to be ignored simply because one has left school.

Did I mention that the Cup is starting? I have a mountain of food in the kitchen and nowhere to send it ; my best friends have all been put on strict diets involving food with names like alfalfa and edamame.

Which as a name I actually quite like. Edamame would make a good name for a pet rabbit, right?
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[Sunday
June 20th, 2010 at 1:17am]
With school being out for the summer, I feel as though I ought to be doing something more productive with my days than catching up on reading and lesson plans.

Speaking of September, it can't come fast enough. Its rather maddening to miss marking essays and homework. With another ten weeks of school left, I'm going to volunteer for the Charms Summer school. I saw their brochure today whilst I was in Flourish and Blotts and it looks very interesting.

I bought another cook book this afternoon. It appears I have a new weakness - I'm not sure if its a good thing or a bad thing that I'm using everything I learned in potions to produce apricot and sage stuffed chicken.

Still. It smells amazing.

Private to Close Friends: Oliver, Megan and Leigh )
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[Saturday
June 12th, 2010 at 3:21am]
Penelope Clearwater - Rebooted )
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[Tuesday
May 18th, 2010 at 11:09pm]
"The relationship between the drummer and the lead guitarist/bass is like that of a couple perpetually on the verge of breaking up"
                                                                                                                                                       - Anonymos

I have to say - I agree.

[Order]

I thought you should know - I've managed to extend the window of the practical application of my thesis to 45 seconds. I'm hoping to push it to over a minute, but out of curiosity, does anyone know the average time for Apparition/Summoning a wand? My times vary and I need an average to work out the Mean and Confidence Intervals.
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[Tuesday
April 20th, 2010 at 9:42pm]
At work today I :

  • Took a large mouthful of a cup of tea only to realise  the milk was several weeks off.
  • Had to swallow the tea so as not to offend the little old lady.
  • Was used as a climbing frame by one of the cats from hell
  • Tripped over one of the aforementioned cats and banged my chin on the  sideboard, lost my footing and fell awkwardly on the floor.
  • Had to hobble home.
I now have; scratches on my thighs where the claws dug in, a bruise forming under my chin and a sprained ankle. It is what is known as a bad day.

So now I am not going into work tomorrow,  am painting my toenails for when I go to St Mungos tomorrow  and sitting on the couch with a tub of ice cream, flaky chocolates and my book of choice.

I am not getting out of my Falcons strip for anything. This is a Duvet Day.
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[Wednesday
March 17th, 2010 at 10:25pm]
Today is was is marks my sisters 20th birthday.   14 months, 4 days.

Come home Helen, please.

[Private] )
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[Wednesday
March 10th, 2010 at 6:35pm]
So. Lets look at this 'Daily Prophet' article in depth. )

Is there anything more comforting than the smell of fresh laundry?
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[Sunday
February 21st, 2010 at 10:30pm]
Its quite humiliating something when you have to be told to go home by your bosses.  Especially if they take away your favourite quill, blotter and tell you not to come in until Thursday.

I wish I'd thought to copy the last of my research. I don't know what I'll do with all this time.
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[Wednesday
February 3rd, 2010 at 7:08pm]
Shh.

Don't tell anyone but what I'm wearing under my robes can be described as scanty and blatently scandalous.

At least my toes are warm.
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[Monday
January 18th, 2010 at 11:52pm]
Private )

Distract me from the perils of Advanced Germanic Wards? What is the ideal combination of bacon, egg, roll and lorne sausage? Does it include tattie scones? Black pudding? Brown or red sauce?

I find myself unable to decide. Is there a formula for working out the perfect combination?
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[Saturday
December 26th, 2009 at 6:53pm]

I've decided that I'm never moving from this couch again. Or at least not for the next couple of days.

Logically speaking, I think I overate on the third roast potato but - in my defense - they were awfull tasty, and I'd do it again.

Theres a pile of presents under the tree, and should your name begin with the letters O, P or M then there is a high likelihood that they are for you.

I'll send them. Once I can move.


 And fasten my skirt again.
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[Saturday
December 19th, 2009 at 3:19pm]
Private )


Its five sleeps until Christmas! Now is the time to try and figure out what I would like to find under the tree.

Problem is  except for my family I don't know what I'd like to find. Suggestions?
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[Monday
December 14th, 2009 at 10:12pm]
Its been three weeks, 4 days and 12 hours since my last hug.

Its ten days till Christmas!

Technically nine and a quarter but I'm not counting.


Honest.
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[Saturday
December 12th, 2009 at 8:45pm]
Tonight - in celebration of wrapping up an incredibly complex case - this apprentice is going to go out and do something incredibly decadent. 

I haven't decided what yet, but I know that my idea of decadance involves a fish supper, a bottle of wine and possibly a soujourn out to celebrate the first weekend I've had off in a long time.

Now I just need to figure out where to go, and what to do.

Where are the young kids going now?



Merlin I feel old for admitting that.
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[Monday
December 7th, 2009 at 8:19pm]

Going into Flourish and Blotts unaccompanied is always a bad idea. I spent my lunch break getting lost in the stacks and made it out alive with only a couple of books and this journal. Luckily I had time to munch an apple at my desk before getting down to the daily nitty gritty of working.

I musn't go home without picking up a pint of milk.

Theres something very mundane about Monday mornings, isn't there? From standing in front of the wardrobe to chose the days outfit to watching the clock tick slowly past. Mondays are slow.  Is there an arithmantic equation for that?
How are you all? Danced out? Suffering from Monday-itis?
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