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[Aug. 26th, 2008|10:07 pm] |
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Oh, look. Looks like we beat India. I guess Sunny had a wasted trip. The poor lamb. |
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[Aug. 14th, 2008|02:20 pm] |
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After a million delays, fighting between members of the Department of Magical Sports and Games and the ugly affair between the Bulgarian and British Departments of international Magical Co-operation (I still have blood stains on my velvet robes), the World Cup is finally starting properly. Qualifying stages are over, now it's the knockout stages.
We're playing India in the quarter-finals next week. Finally, something else to focus my time on. Even though I know we're going to win. Honestly, how well can brown savages play anyway? |
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[Aug. 10th, 2008|09:44 pm] |
Kurt, I noticed that your muggle fridge appears to be broken. I'm rather a dab hand at these things, I'll be more than happy to help. |
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[Jun. 30th, 2008|10:47 am] |
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... I've been charged with the grievous bodily harm of six Wizarding Protection Service officers and am under suspicion about Blaise's current condition. My children have been taken out of my care and placed with my mother in law and my trial at the Wizengamot will begin next week.
I... really don't have anything else to say. |
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[May. 31st, 2008|01:56 pm] |
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We found Blaise and we're taking him to the hospital. |
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[May. 18th, 2008|10:22 am] |
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So, I'm divorced. And it took the press 2.3 seconds to find out and camp themselves outside my gates.
I won't be going into work for a few days. The children are already restless. Not that I can get out without being blinded by camera flashes and bombarded with questions. |
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[May. 14th, 2008|11:12 am] |
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Every time I walk into the nursery I find some vile new 'fluffy' thing. I will not have them in my house. Do you think I want my children growing up to be fey Hufflepuffs with no ambition and a penchant for loving animals? (that's a no, Blaise)
Anyway, I was having a flick through the society papers (well, the house elf was doing the page-turning, I can't risk the nails) and I found an article on yours truly. Well, as we all know, that's hardly an uncommon occurrence (since I'm fabulous, famous, rich, handsome, hung, etc.), but this article was stating my love life in a rather ghastly, explicit sort of manner - specifically, my 'turbulent relationship' with Blaise and my 'secret life' with Harry Potter. And it appears I'm not the only one being exposed in such a way. The next edition will be about Pansy.
Finnigan, tell me where I can find this lying bitch Nathalia Atherton. I need to know how she knows I slept with people I've never even heard of. And then I'll kill her. |
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[Apr. 3rd, 2008|07:39 pm] |
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Blaise, how about that holiday we were planning? I've finally got a week off from work from the 27th. So, what do you say? Pansy and Olga are at home and Papa can keep the children. I have Venice booked. |
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[Mar. 28th, 2008|12:59 pm] |
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Percy Weasley keeps attempting to be my friend. It's disturbing me greatly and I want him to stop it.
Somebody make him stop.
In other news, we'll be playing America in the first game of the World Cup after the Qualifiers. I'm not worried. Yanks really are as stupid as they look/speak/are. They need to stop existing.
Anyway, the game is in the bag. |
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[Mar. 21st, 2008|08:31 pm] |
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I felt like a change so I dyed my hair.
Brown.
Blaise, don't freak out. |
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[Mar. 18th, 2008|08:47 pm] |
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Blaise, when are your photoshoots scheduled?
Starla Moon from my team (yes, the busty ex-Playwizard model) says she's happy to endorse your ponchos. She finds them comfortable. Go figure. |
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[Mar. 15th, 2008|06:36 pm] |
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I just caught Dante trying on one of Scarlett's dresses.
We're both trying to pretend it didn't happen. |
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[Mar. 2nd, 2008|11:06 pm] |
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Blaise, why have you dressed the children, the snakes and the manticore in panchos? |
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[Feb. 22nd, 2008|04:16 pm] |
My babies are geniuses. Not that they wouldn't be, with my brain being so obscenely large but seriously. They're prodigies.
Dante said his first word. He mumbled it through a mouthful of fingers but he said a distinct 'mama'. To Blaise, of course, not me - we all know Blaise is the woman in our marriage. However, Damien's "Indeed" to his brother, followed by the pat on his arm proves their mental abilities. And Scarlett had the most adorable little tantrum. She went all pink and tried to aim vomit at Olga.
I'd cry with pride but I'm a Malfoy and we don't do that. |
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[Dec. 18th, 2007|10:53 am] |
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My birthday is tomorrow. Has everyone bought my presents yet? |
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[Dec. 7th, 2007|11:42 pm] |
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Well, that magical time of year has come upon us once again. Yes, an important celebration of a Saviour's birth.
And yes, I meant me, not Jesus. Can he host the party of a lifetime? I think not.
I've invitations in the post. Those of you who have not received anything, better luck next life, suckers. |
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[Dec. 6th, 2007|11:17 am] |
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Holy shit... Andorra just beat Bulgaria. It took ten seconds before the snitch just zoomed into the Andorran seeker's hand. Even he didn't know it was there until the referee blew the whistle.
So.. despite the odds being 1000/1 we're through.
...HA! In your fucking face, all you doubting wankers! I always said it would happen. Didn't I always say it? I'm a bloody seer! I'm always right, I tell you all time and again and you never listen. Finally, proof! Build a statue to me and bow down before it. We're through! |
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[Nov. 27th, 2007|05:28 pm] |
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Well, Blaise is back home now. And yes, I'm still furious. >:(
The children are traumatised, Scarlett and Dante won't stop crying and even Damien is shaken up - and NOTHING shakes him up.
No more, Blaise. I mean it, NO MORE doing stupid things like cartwheeling and breaking your head open, you WANKER.
Now... I'll get you your pillows and your stew, darling. |
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[Nov. 12th, 2007|08:52 pm] |
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I'd like to officially introduce you all to my son, Dante.
This is where you all praise my genes and tell me how fabulous we both are. And before you say it, he's mine and Blaise's. So there's no need to ask.
Edited to add: Look what depraved scene I witnessed! Behold!
Some filthy mangy weasel is trying to seduce my Colonel Twitch. Look how slutty it is. The poor Colonel, can you see the disgust on his face? I had to chase the thing off, but it'll be back soon. I'll put an end to this if it's the last thing I do. |
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[Nov. 6th, 2007|08:26 am] |
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He's mine. |
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