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[May. 21st, 2008|03:06 pm] |
I'm sick.
I actually called in to work today...it's...I've never done that. Ever.
I'm never going to hear the end of it.
( Poorly Hexed Private: Penny ) |
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[Apr. 21st, 2008|03:47 pm] |
If I get one more emergency owl saying that they just saw somebody with a muggle gun, I think I may just tug my hair out or shoot sparks at Winchester's arse. Apparently EVERYBODY has a gun now. And most of the follow ups we've been doing, the object isn't even a GUN. This is the problem with the separation of the muggle and the wizarding world. If you weren't schooled about muggles in class at Hogwarts or wherever you found yourself to be taught magic, you have no idea what certain things are.
We can't even put out a article in the Prophet either, showing what guns look like because there are so many blood different ones. It's ridiculous, I've worked three back to back shifts and only now am going home, once Swing gets here.
So far I've been called out because somebody's mistaken these for a muggle gun:
1 lead pipe
1 lint roller
1 can of spray cheese
1 Video Camera
5 Flash lights
1 MP3 Player
...And a stuffed duck.
Don't ask me about the last one.
I'm going to go home, crack open a bottle of Romanee Conti's red, some nice relaxing jazz music and take a bath go to bed. |
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[Apr. 6th, 2008|11:22 pm] |
So Philip had news to tell me last night. Took me out to dinner with the girl he's been seeing for about five years, but won't agree to marry him because she's one of those girls that would rather let their hair grow long, wear skirts that go to her ankles and never, ever shave any part of her body. They're having a child. I'm going to be an aunt, apparently. Mum's ecstatic of course. She's always wanted to be a grandmother and was about to give up that dream forever and a day ago because as she always tells me, "Penny, you're old enough to know that you're about to dry up like the desert if you don't get moving." Thanks mum, really.
She's having me over for dinner tomorrow night. Invited some bloke from her church for me to meet. An nice man. Nicer then the last one, she says, one that I will want to see again after our first meeting at her place. She has no idea I did see the last one again. For ten minutes, at the back of a bar...but I'm sure she doesn't want to know about that. This one I'm sure will be a dud, the ones she brings home from Church usually are. I'll have to make sure to have a few glasses of wine before I apparate over there. It'll be a long night and I'll need them.
I don't know if I'm wanting to be Auntie Penny. It's just another one of those things that reminds me that I'm alone by choice. that I'm getting old.
The second bedroom has been painted though and I'm picking out new furniture for it. Now it's just the decision of mahogany or oak bed frame. |
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[Mar. 18th, 2008|01:35 am] |
Duke and Wonton both need to go to the Vet tomorrow, so I'm going to take a few vacation hours to do that. Hopefully Duke's limp gets better. I'm staring to worry about arthritis in his front two legs. He's young, but it's possible, seeing it in dogs as young as three. I should get him some apple cider pills to put in to his food. It'll do him wonders. Wonton's still a fire ball so I needn't worry about her she'll outlive us all, out of spite.
I managed to clear off fourteen files off my desk in a few hour during the day today. Left me with little to do before going out in the field. More complaints of rabble rousers making trouble for the local kids at the park. Teetering the totters and all that. Just had to give out a couple of warnings and a ticket. Otherwise the day was pretty quiet. I rather enjoyed it.
I think I'll finish this up and make some dinner. I think it's going to be chicken all around tonight. |
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[Mar. 14th, 2008|03:26 pm] |
I don't see why the paper work needs to be constantly piling up, you do an arrest, you file a report and then you process it. Hit Wizards don't seem to know what 'follow through' is. In many aspects of the phrase. I'm so bloody tired of seeing my co-worker's desks pilled up with crap that they've not processed because they're constantly out and about trying to find something more interesting to do. And then when you go to the courts with the case, they have to scramble around to find the right file. It's always been like this though, and I doubt it'll change. Until I get head of the department.
I need to send my broom off to be checked, it's annual servicing for Jinx's but it always takes so bloody long. Maybe if I beg and plead Morag, she'll fast track it and get it back to me so I'm not stuck with one of the department's piece's of crap. I don't know why they just don't get rid of them all and replace them, considering how much they're paying the trainee's these days.
I'm redoing the second bedroom in my flat. It's time for a change and I've already re-done the master bedroom, my study and the kitchen. I think I'll re-do the bathroom next. I'm thinking azure and white. |
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