15 August 1979
The flat seems so strange with neither Renata nor Alison there. I know Carrie's living here with me, but. I always had a roommate that well, wasn't my girlfriend. Not that I don't absolutely love having Carrie here and living with her. It's just different having a roommate. Alison always had company and well, Ren had Trevor so I guess I was feeling pretty jealous for awhile, but now my girlfriend is actually here, living in this flat. Hell, she's sharing this flat with me. It's like we're actually adults. I mean, I know we are, but living together, never having to worry whether someone would walk in or be offended or ...anything really. She and I can just be us. And I like it. No, I love it.
I should really go visit Tamino sometime. He's bound to be going crazy with just Emi and Cho for company at the moment. Then again, maybe-. I just need to visit him. What kind of best mate am I?
I can't believe some of the things that will actually get news. Who would have thought that The Daily Prophet would print things just as sleazy as tabloids like Witch Weekly. No offense, but the Prophet is a news motivated vehicle, not a gossip or rumour mill, right? Maybe it's because I'm still new to the staff, but I've been here a year and I've never seen anyone leap on a story like this. It's ridiculous and preposterous for the Prophet to cover something so beneath us. If readers want to see that, then let them read Witch Weekly.
Then again, perhaps I should return to getting coffee, since I don't understand why the paper has to sink so low for readership.