Jul. 8th, 2009

{HEXED PRIVATE TO MOODY, ANTHONY, TERRY, MANDY, PADMA AND LISA - HE'S STILL UPSET WITH HER. TO UNWELCOME EYES IT LOOKS LIKE AN ARTICLE FROM WITCH WEEKLY DISCUSSING THE BENEFITS OF BREAST FEEDING VERSUS BOTTLE FEEDING, JUST TO PISS OFF ALL OF THOSE WHO ARE IN A BABY HATING MOOD}

Some of you might not know, but I was born out of wedlock. That's right, folks, I'm a bastard. My mother is a Pureblood in a pretty strong family, and my father is Muggleborn. I was more or less raised by my grandfather.

Recently, my father visited my mother and her husband and their children, and modified their memories. They now believe that I was born to my mother and her husband out of wedlock, but that my father believed I was his and kidnapped me after school. My dad worked as an Obliviator before the war, so I could be pretty confident that he did good work here.

The Muggle news has a report now that an English tourist fell off a cliff while on a hiking trip in Italy. That man is my father. He's not dead, he just wanted out of the Wizarding world because he's a selfish bastard and I hate him for this.

I visited my mother. Foolish, I know. I figured I'd just apparate the fuck out of there if they released the hounds, but it was a tearful reunion that I had never expected. I got given out to by my "father" for worrying my mother half to death, and my half-brother wouldn't leave my side... it was so weird...

Anyway.

Long story short, I have an opportunity here to exploit some Purebloods, and before you mammy boys start giving me stick about being so cruel to my mother - she never wanted me and happily gave me to an old man who had already raised his kid, so I have no sympathy for her. They also have a really fantastic library. I may or may not have swiped a book on charms that I'd never seen before. I've only skimmed through it so far, but it's really advanced stuff. Might be something worthwhile in here.


{HEXED PRIVATE TO FRIENDS. UNWELCOME EYES SEE ANOTHER CLIPPING FROM WITCH WEEKLY, THIS TIME ON A KNITTING PATTERN FOR LITTLE BABY BOOTIES}

I have on my nerd hat and my nerd glasses and am nerding over a textbook. I need de-nerdification. Quick, someone distract me!
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May. 3rd, 2009

DESPITE ALL MY RAGE I AM STILL JUST A RAT IN A CAGE

{HEXED PRIVATE TO NON-DE CLAWS & ORDER. EVERYONE ELSE CAN SEE AN ILLUSTRATION OF A BULLET WITH BUTTERFLY WINGS.}

Fuck sake. I'm getting really frustrated at not being able to do anything.

A wonderful girl suggested to me that I study charms a bit more to see if I can do my bit. I'd love to do this, but I've already exhausted the books I already own, and I don't think I can learn anything worthwhile about breaking tracking charms without something a bit more... dark. I think I need to see how they're doing it in order to learn how to break it.

Or something.

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The world is a vampire, sent to drain.
Secret destroyers hold you up to the flames.
And what do I get for my pain?
Betrayed desires, and a piece of the game.
Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage,
and someone will say what is lost can never be saved.

Apr. 30th, 2009

{HEXED PRIVATE TO FRIENDS OF MICHAEL. TO UNWELCOME EYES, IT LOOKS LIKE AN ADVERT FOR BROOM POLISH}

Sigh.

(This would be a cry for attention if I was in person. It's not as subtle in writing.)
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Apr. 19th, 2009

{HEXED PRIVATE TO LISA}

We need to talk.

{HEXED PRIVATE. THEN HEXED AGAIN. HEXED PRIVATE TO PADMA ONLY.}

Tell me your idea.

Apr. 16th, 2009

{HEXED PRIVATE. TO UNWELCOME EYES, THE SUDOKU PUZZLE LOOKS COMPLETE AND THERE IS NO OTHER WRITING}

I tend to get very fucking wound up at times like these. I have a lot of rage inside me. My Granddad once recommended that I take up solving puzzles. Keeps my mind occupied and calms me down.

If you're in the same situation, I recommend you try solving this. It's not a difficult Sudoku, I don't need help being pissed off.





OOC sudoku puzzle found at mypuzzle.org

Apr. 13th, 2009

{HEXED PRIVATE: TO UNWELCOME EYES IT LOOKS LIKE A KNITTING PATTERN FOR A TEA COZY}

Today is my birthday - and I'm not saying that so that everyone can face-palm themselves and promptly send me cake, though cake is wonderful and I'm fierce partial to anything with butter cream icing - but to just say that for the first time in years, it feels like a happy birthday. I have my friends back, and I get to actually feel good about being another year older.

I haven't had a happy birthday in a long time, and while this one would be better if the world was in a better state, my friends weren't being wed off to be baby making machines, or slaves... it's still a step up.

This morning I'm going to my Granddad's as usual for birthday breakfast, and I'm bringing Horsey. I think it will be a good day.

Apr. 7th, 2009

{HEXED PRIVATE: TO UNWELCOME EYES, IT LOOKS LIKE AN INCOMPLETE CROSSWORD PUZZLE}

When I was alone, I got pretty blue. I know I brought a lot of it on myself, but when you don't have your friends around, it's pretty hard to be positive about anything. My dad is a tosser, he's off in Europe somewhere, and I don't talk to my mum at all, so I asked my Granddad. When Nan died, he got a dog, and still has him to this day, and said that he really helped him. Dogs are so loving, loyal and happy, like a really brilliant Hufflepuff, so I got one for myself. A dog, not a Hufflepuff, but if there are any 'puffs out there looking for a good home...

cut for pictures )
There she is, my little Horsey. I really adore this dog. She's a Briard-Newfoundland mix, so she's going to get pretty big, but she's so gentle! Horsey's a complete chicken, I don't know if she'll be a good guard dog, but I just needed a companion and she is perfect for that. I love her, seriously. She's always so happy to see me, and it's nice to have someone there when I go out for a walk or just in the evenings when I have nothing to do. She's hard work too, of course, but she's worth it. Plus, there is nothing better than waking up to a puppy, she is the happiest little dog I ever saw.

(Images found online, I don't own them.)

Apr. 6th, 2009

{PRIVATE: TO UNWELCOME EYES, IT LOOKS LIKE THIS CARTOON}

In case anyone was wondering, these are the tattoos and piercings that I have.

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Apr. 5th, 2009

HEXED PRIVATE.

TO UNWELCOME EYES, IT LOOKS LIKE A RECIPE FOR VEGAN SHEPARDS PIE.


I'm alive.









thought you ought to know.




I don't want to get soppy and sentimental about it, or risk giving too much away, but suffice to say that I'm ridiculously safe and healthy to the point of guilt. I'm pretending to be a Muggle and doing a very good job of it.

Please don't judge me for taking the easy way out. I miss you guys.

Apr. 4th, 2009

Michael Corner: About a Boy )