Do you know, the real trouble with my fandom is that it has no idea who I am.
When I try to "google" my own name, it all looks pretty well like
this.
Rather unfortunate, that. Then again, no one ever stops me for a chat while I'm trying to buy milk as they do my oncle Harry.
In other news, everyone's returned today! Rosie shook me by the shoulders and shouted at me...apparently they couldn't find me. Odd, that, since I was here all of the time.
I think my family are going barmy. My dormmates as well. Still, Pomfrey being back is wonderful as I corked my elbow a few days back and she gave me a strap to keep it in place until the potion's been brewed to put it right! It feels loads better!
I hope no one cared how my Epiphany feast was as I have managed to somehow delete that entry. Oops. Oh well, it wasn't very interesting anyhow. Still, someone needs to remove my 'delete' key, this is the second entry I've messed up that way! Bollocks. Right. Well. My Epiphany feast was boring, wassail is disgusting, and Einstein's riddle took 21 minutes away from my life. That's about all.
(ooc: Holy crap, if that bio info is accurate then his hair really isn't red. Poor kid. It isn't blond either, naturally, but I'm sill far righter than I meant to be. So, ha! Sort of.)