think something dark's living down in my heart

We must all fear evil men. But there is another kind of evil which we must fear most, and that is the indifference of good men.

( . )

Andre likes:

1. Sleeping on top of my wardrobe.
2. Sleeping next to the wireless while it is on.
3. Making noises anything that passes by the window.
4. Following me from room to room.
5. Watching the fish change colours, though he's fascinatingly enough shown no interest in eating them.
6. Human voices.

Andre dislikes:

1. Being cuddled or rubbed for an excessive amount of time.
2. Sleeping on anything overly soft.
3. Loud random noises.
4. Other cats.
5. The colour brown.

I do not know much about cats, but I think Andre is proving to be quite unique.

I'm not sure what to make of this. I saw a small cat cavorting in the trash today and when it saw me, it decided it was going to follow me home. It doesn't have a collar so I assume it's a stray, and it is quite young. Should I take it in? Currently it's sitting in my flat staring me down as if daring me to pet it. I've never seen a cat behave this way, it's sort of hilarious.

Maybe I will keep it. Which begs the question, what kind of things am I going to need to take care of a cat? Maybe I should get a lid for the fish bowl too, just in case.

Perhaps I'll name it Andre.

So much for a peaceful weekend at home. Diagon Alley is not a great place to be right now.

Warded to Evan

Hello

End Ward

Weekends are such a relief.

Warded Private

It's been a year. I still haven't had the courage to ask what happened. No one seemed to want to volunteer the information so I never asked. Isn't that normal, though? Telling people how their loved ones died. Not that she was, by any stretch of the imagination, my loved one. But it's really the principle of the thing. It was probably something inane and humiliating, anyway.

I'm glad she's dead; she did me no good while she was alive. I just sometimes wonder why I don't just write to Grandmother and ask what happened. But I feel as though my owl would be ignored. Maybe Grandmother killed her.

Speculating is a ridiculous thing to do. I should be studying.

End Ward

Do you often wonder why parents lie to their children with such frequency?

The world never changes, it seems. What a great comfort in such times.

I am always up so very late reading. Too often I forget to sleep at all. My fish (they are divining fish or something) are predicting my overall mood to be "puzzled and restless", they are this unflattering shade of brown right now. I need to change my supposed mood so they are a more aesthetically pleasing, so naturally I am turning to you all reading this to help.

Often I think that a lot of the world's issues would be resolved if genuinely stupid people were not permitted to breed. Or forced to breed with intelligent people only, so as to not perpetuate stupidity.


But that would be wrong to advocate.

I wish it weren't unethical to try out my learnings on unassuming, healthy people. I like practical learning.