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I know. I haven't updated for the longest time. And I don't care. As simple as that.
I've been nusy with my own personal and I might add exciting life. Rodolphus and I are way too busy to be scribbling little notes and sending them with House Elves. My stationery needs new quills and ink. I don't have the time to buy some. I can't either go to Diagon Alley. People would freak out. Not that I care about that, but it's my Lord's safety we are talking here.
Valentine's Day was quite amusing. Rodolphus and I spent it like the old times. When little Timmy turn 18 I might tell you how it went.
I may encourage Rodolphus to update his journal, but he's been in a bad mood lately, and I don't want any mayhems being unleashed at these times. I have enough headeaches. Besides, I don't think he's really fond of writing little notes, we suspect the House Elves read them. At times like this, I'd like to use a computer. But again, my little precious fingers are not touching dusty plastic. Muggles.
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I hear some screaming. Might come from the dungeons. Poor, sad, little Muggles. Caught three today. I won Rodolphus. Maybe that's hwy he's raging all around the Manor. Men are such babies. Especially him.
Anyway, must leave to chck the yelling Muggles. Maybe Rodolphus's is abusing them with Crucio and we don't want that, right? Right. What are we going to pay with this weekend?
I'm off now.