so then this elephant walks into a pub...

Thu, 13 Oct 2005 05:22:41 GMT

It was a very... odd day. Dudley came home at three in the morning last night, absolutely wasted. I don't think I've ever seen anyone so knackered, and I've been at the parties Seamus throws in the common room.

Aunt Petunia cried. And Uncle Vernon has decided that Dudley's tea parties might just involve more than tea.

So, naturally, the intelligent thing to do is ground me.

That's right. Me. I am the sole cause of Dudley's drinking. I am a horrible influence, most likely on drugs, most certainly the one who got Dudley 'in with that sort of crowd and drove him to drinking', and therefore, am grounded.

Just two more months, two more months, two more months...

Anyways, to pass the time while in solitary, I've been looking up some more of this 'fandom' stuff. There are quite a few very talented artists, I've noticed (it's a terrible bother that most of what they draw is XXX rated and involving myself and a certain Mini-Death Eater). I do like these PotterPuffs, though, they're quite funny.

And by the way... has anyone got an ideas on how in the world this mad JK Rowling woman found out all about me? It's making me quite paranoid(er).

hello, world wide web

Mon, 10 Oct 2005 05:52:56 GMT

Well, I've just got this whole LiveJournal thing, and am not quite sure what to think. I typed 'Quidditch' in the interest search thing, and found some very bizarre comments that have quite possibly scarred me for my whole life. I'd like to think I was scarred enough already, though, really.

However... apparently not, as I've found after being directed to this place called 'fanfiction.net'. I was rather suprised to click on 'books' and find my name listed there, with quite a lot of stories. I was even more suprised to click the first one I saw and find it to be a romantic interlude with something who'd I'd never, ever want to have a romantic interlude with, or an interlude of any sort, to be honest. I spent a great deal of time looking for a spell to gouge out my mind's eye after that, to no avail.

Further investigation and use of Google showed that there are more fanfictions on the internet than anyone could ever hope to (or want to) read. And that I've been shagging everyone I've ever met, according to the fanfiction writers.

...

There was a word I ran across today on a message board which summarizes how I feel right now.

It's 'meeble'.

*meeble*

I think I'm going to go turn myself over to Lord Thingy now and let him put me out of my misery.

+ omgwtf did not seem to be an appropriate responce at the time... +

so then this elephant walks into a pub...

hello, world wide web