Jul 08, 1977 18:44
So Meadowes can’t stay with Podmore any longer so we need to find a flat this weekend. I guess Bones has a place next door to his flat. It’s a muggle place. I’m not convinced we should take it because Bones is a fucking arse but at least a muggle place is least likely to have queer things like singing staircases and sentient molds in the sink. We’re checking out the place after Cara gets out of work this afternoon.
Other than checking out a few more flats, it has been fucking quiet. Mum has started another grand charms project hopefully not to rival some of her Easter projects; Fabian has ensconced himself at Grandfather’s. At least I am getting together with Bailey and the guys tonight, and I’m sure I will sleep in tomorrow. Sleeping in as in only waking up an hour before brunch rather than at dawn. I’m sure someday I’ll appreciate my ability to get up early in the morning, when I actually have a job, but for now, it would be nice to be able to lounge in bed all morning like my brother can.