| days that were: simon alistair greene |
[12 Dec 2021|07:20pm] |
 i was raised up believing i was somehow unique, like a snowflake distinct among snowflakes, unique in each way you can see. and now after some thinking, i'd say I'd rather be a functioning cog in some great machinery serving something beyond me. but i don't, i don't know what that will be i'll get back to you someday soon you will see.( Read more... )
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| 008: february 28, 1981 |
[28 Feb 2012|03:36pm] |
I rang in my birthday with a long, overnight shift -- frankly, the best way to pretend I'm not now ancient as dust. No muss, no fuss. I was looking forward to getting home, eating waffles with Mia, and sleeping the rest of the day away. And maybe I was too tired to notice Mia acting funny (to be fair, Mia acts funny 99% of our lives) but there were a few things I wasn't expecting when I got home today. For one, I wasn't expecting a surprise birthday party. I wasn't even expecting balloons or a cake.
But I really, really wasn't expecting Malcolm. Like his namesake, I'm confident he'll be very vehemently anti-oppression. What do you think? Good enough guard dog to put the Death Eaters on edge? And by the way, I'm told he's not a poodle. He's a poodle mixed with a retriever. Much manlier. Poor fellow.
Well. There goes sleep.
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| 007: february 25, 1981 |
[25 Feb 2012|05:34pm] |
The last time I spent the night with 18-year-old twins puking their guts out, cheesecake definitely wasn't involved.
Thanks again, Theia.
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| 006: february 11, 1981 |
[11 Feb 2012|01:30pm] |
Since Mia is hell-bent on a colour scheme all pink and red, the Q.U.S. auction this evening will be emphatically silver and inoffensive. So stick it to cowardly fear-mongering, turn off your wireless, and come out for some uninterrupted music, a good time, and a good cause. You've still got three days to find (buy?) a date before Valentine's, afterall.
WARDED TO KIMBERLY FERGUSONJust wanted to say thanks again for the bang-up job on the new robes. I usually feel like a bit of a wanker in robes, me, but you've helped me walk the dangerously thin line between svelte and poncey. Can I buy you a drink tonight as repayment? WARDED TO MIA AND INDIRADinner, my treat. Next Thursday?
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| 005: february 7, 1981 |
[07 Feb 2012|08:31pm] |
In case you missed it, the Q.U.S. Valentine's Auction is this Saturday, February 11 at the Silver Thistle Lounge. Tickets are five galleons a pop with all proceeds going to education funds for kids effected by terrorism. So come on out, have a drink, show off your arm candy. And if you were planning on having a miserable night moping into a pint of ice cream, put on your best rags and come buy yourself a date with Britain's most eligible.
If you want to volunteer to go up for auction -- still time! Just let me know below, preferably in a warded comment. Don't be shy: all help is definitely appreciated.
WARDED TO INDIRAAll well, Indie?
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| 004: january 30, 1981 |
[30 Jan 2012|03:11pm] |
WARDED TO DEVYN SAVAGEDid you catch that? My baby sister, the budding anarchist. Girl has intelligence.
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| 003: january 28, 1981 |
[28 Jan 2012|02:15pm] |
WARDED TO QUIDDITCH UNITED SERVICESSince we haven't had a big to-do since the holiday season, I've put together something just in time for Valentine's day. On February 11, we'll be hosting a charity auction -- up for bid? You lot. This obviously isn't mandatory and you're welcome to help out in some other way, but obviously public figures are going to draw more bids. And a date doesn't mean anything romantic, unless you want it to be. I'm not pimping you out.
Proceeds will go to funding the education of children who have lost a parent to a terrorist attack. We'll be handing the money directly to Family Services who will take care of distributing it to those candidates most in need of financial support. I'd love for this to be a yearly thing -- though I also hope that by this time next year, the list of candidates will be closed, and this bloody thing will be over with.
So sign up below, let me know what you think. Just keep mum one way or another. WARDED TO THE DMLEI wanted to let you know in advance that Q.U.S. is organizing a Valentine's charity auction -- bid on a date with your favourite celebrity, that sort of thing. Since it will, fingers crossed, be a large gathering, I imagine you'll want hitwizards on scene, yeah? Let me know if I can provide you with any information you need.
And while I'm here -- which of you lot plan to volunteer? You are, after all, public figures. Cheers! Quidditch United Services is happy to announce we'll be hosting a Valentine's Charity Auction on February 11. We're in the midst of compiling a very attractive list of celebrities, former Quidditch players and notable figures you can bid on to win some quality one-on-one time. But the more the merrier! Though I'll have to cap this list, I'm happy to take nominations and volunteers who are willing to donate their time. The only conditions are that you're eligible and that you speak with me under wards.
All proceeds will go to education funds for those children who've lost a parent in a terrorist attack.
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| 002: january 25, 1981 |
[25 Jan 2012|07:12pm] |
Today I made a list. I've made a few lists in my time, actually. There was the Pride of Portree player's roster, which, as we all know, didn't turn out that well. I made the list when I applied to become a Mediwizard, a really bloody good day for me, and again when I was added to the team lists, when I found out who I'd be working with.
But to be honest? I've never been so proud to be on a list as I am today, sharing space with people like Savage and Fenwick. At least I know I'm in good company.
WARDED TO INDIRA GREENEKeep your head low. I don't want you involved in any of this. And don't freak out, right? It's going to be fine. WARDED TO ALICE LONGBOTTOM AND DEVYN SAVAGEThink you might help a bloke out with his wards and charms? My flat could do with some added security, I guess.
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| 001: january 20, 1981 |
[20 Jan 2012|09:32pm] |
I only have about two minutes to jot something down, but since rumours are swirling and the papers make tonight's accident sound a lot more hellish than it actually is -- yes, it's bad. Yeah, the Knight Bus crashed into a shoppe. It's awful and people have died, but the injuries to witches and wizards aren't anything like what Skeeter's sketched out. If you've got a friend or family member whose been involved, they might be banged up and knocked around, but I just wanted to ensure anyone waiting on news that they'll live to see another day.
It's been a shit night. An awful, brutal, unbearable kind of night. Imperiusing some poor bloke to drive into a muggle bakery? Sounds exactly like something those bloody cowards would do. Too afraid to fight your own battles, lads? Had to make one of us "mudbloods" do your dirty work for you? Disgusting. Some nights, I'm ashamed that this is the community I belong in.
But then I look about and see all the Aurors, Medi-witches and wizards, Healers and reckon that there's still some good, even if sometimes it gets lost behind all the shit.
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