Re Quibbler - FUCK

Today is going to be epically full of suck. I can feel it.

I can't sit comfortably. I've tried a cushioning charm, but didn't help. I keep shifting every few minutes and Vane made a comment about rashes, or ants, or something.

Not sitting doesn't really help either.

Saw the birdy Zavilla. Says that I am indeed going crazy and am in need of socialization.

Meaning: I must go to the party Joscelin invited me to. Will not kick Z for making waggly eyebrows at mention of male figure. Meaning, must find dress. Hate dress shopping.

Z also says I'm "lonely" and need a pet. Specifically, she said dog. "Something to cuddle with and talk to."

Uhmhmmm. Sure.

Note to self: get Saturday mornings back from R. Vane. She's doing well enough that she can have them back, but is required to come in early during week.

Will not tell her as of yet, till after party. Am evil  Am making her work for time off.

Must tea this week with Hestia

For the love of Merlin- I know now why everyone was acting twatty yesterday.

I forgot Valentine's Day. Odd, for me, since I love any excuse to celebrate any holiday. But Valentine's Day, I should have noticed, with the red and the flowers and ...

No one sent me flowers this year. Or gave me chocolates. Not even Katie, who usually does. I'm sure she's busy with Fred. And Blaise with Hannah and Draco with Ginny.

It's not any different from last year, which I spent alone with a bottle of wine and a book.

Is there something wrong with me to not even notice what's going on around me? Have I been that long out of the loop, or even part of a loop?

I can't decide if I'm more disappointed that no one wished me a Happy Valentine's Day, or that I couldn't morph my hair into patterned hearts.

Christmas and Boxing Day were good. I ended up going to a rather fancy party hosted by one of Draco's school mates and friend. It was ... oddly formal for people so young. The food was AMAZING. Absolutely fantastic. The dress went over like a brick, but that's to be expected. Not everyone can have the same style as me [and that's probably a good thing too!]

I shopped for Draco with his best friend Blaise Zabini. He was nothing but a perfect gentleman but amusing and kind. We had an entertaining time together, although I've already received looks and stares from the staff at the restaurant. I think I may have to have a talk with the manager about what is appropriate between staff and patrons. And glare a lot. And then glare some more. Maybe light the tails of their coats on fire.

We caroled! Along with Draco's pants and his ferret! Christmas wasn't nearly as lonely this year. I did stop to see Mum and Da, and the house. I still haven't decided whether or not to rebuild. I think every year that I'll make some kind of decision. Not this one then.

Not everyone has had a good holiday. The rash of deaths lately is disturbing. Things had been a bit more quiet as of late, but this number is high, even for such the wizarding population. I'm not making any headway in my cousin's case, which is frustrating. I'm afraid I'm going to have to make a visit to both of my aunts.

Am Really Not Looking Forward to That. Not At All.

Urg. Must write thank yous.

And stop drinking egg nog. Must not nog.

I swear, the closer it gets to Halloween the odder Wizarding society gets. I've had no less than ten people try and make reports about people acting stranger, which automatically makes them

Bugger. I've spilled my tea. Again. I've never actually managed to drink and write at the same time. You'd think they'd've taught us that in Auror school.

I've been such a hermit lately. Ever since that run in with my cousin, I've wanted to hide in my flat when I'm not at work. I think I may be frightened of Aunt Narcissa finding me and making me wear a skirt. With heels.

 I should owl Molly.