I do nothing but work nowadays. Of course, my mates are in the same situation, so I don't suppose that's much of a bad thing. Caradoc is buried in work, from what I can tell. He would be with everything that's going on. Fabs is off on assignment somewhere with that new bird in the department. I don't really recall all of the details, but I suppose that's for the better. As for me, I've done so much paperwork in just this past week that I fear I'm beginning to lose touch with reality. Just the other day I could have sworn my inbox was laughing at me... A dark, sinister laugh...
I've become a tad bit concerned with the drastic reduction in the Auror ranks as of late. This new Head... I think the chap is a bit loose in the head. I mean, now of all times? This stinks worse than three day old fish... But what can I do but watch and learn, eh?
My inbox is now growling in a menacing fashion... I think I should get back to it.
My days have become somewhat of a blur. This new boss of ours has all the Aurors running this way and that. I still do not like the man... but what can I do but wait and watch. I've definitely been keeping an eye on him, though.
Anyways, my dear Fabs is going out of town and I shall have the whole flat to myself. Well... to me and the animals. It shall be lonely, yet not much different from life these days. It seems when I'm home, he isn't and that when he's home, I'm not. Sometimes I wonder if he still knows I'm around, heh. I'm sure Caradoc has chaulked me up to a bad egg salad sandwich he ate quite a few years ago or some such thing. I really must track him down for a drink or two.
Well... I hate to be boring, but beyond work, there really isn't much going in my life right now. So rather than make this journal even more dull, I shall end this entry here.
They've killed her... they've killed my boss... Even after she resigned. I mean, what is the point of killing her after she's obviously done what you want?! I can't believe it... Well, I can believe they can be that cruel. Merlin knows what they've done with her children. We're still looking for them, of course, but I haven't high hopes. The poor woman... I still can't believe it...
As for our new boss, this Savage fellow... I'm not a fan. The fact that Dumbledore has us watching him makes me even more suspicious. We shall see how he works out...
Anyways, as you may imagine, I've been extremely busy as of late. I'm actually working over tonight so I really must go. This world is slowly going crazy...
I'm drowning in a sea of paperwork and it's driving me MAD! I'm too rambunctious for this! If that's even the proper word for my typical state of being. I need to be out DOING things! I need to be helping! I'm not helping (properly) by doing piles of paperwork! Well... I suppose it is helpful at one level or another, but the families out there suffering and wondering when they're going to get justice for their loved ones probably don't feel very helped by it. Ugh... I'm serious. Driving me mad. I've heard whispers that some of the Aurors will be getting trainees soon. I hope to Merlin that I'm one as that pretty much guarantees that I'll get some field work. Get me away from the office and all that.
I suppose there has been one benefit to being stuck at the Ministry. It keeps me close to Caradoc and Fabian. Fabs has been buried in paperwork, as well, and I don't see him digging out of it anytime soon. He seems to enjoy it, though... perhaps he's already cracked... Caradoc is swamped as well what with taking over his whole department. And since he was attacked, I don't feel comfortable unless I've checked on him at least once during the day... And Fabs, too, for that matter. I think their presence is the only thing that keeps me sane.
As to my personal life, I have none. Work keeps me busy from sun up to sun down. It is nice to come home to Hermes, who is not a weasel! And I am not obsessed, either. I just adore him. We have quite similar personalities which I think drives both Fabian and Bast crazy, ha. But he's an excellent mate for being a ferret. He helps me unwind which is quite the difficult task. Caradoc and Fabs can attest to that!
Anyways... I really should be getting back to my paperwork. Thrills await me...
It seems like I've been buried in paperwork lately! Fabs has been running around doing relocations, Caradoc is basically running his department, and I've been made some sort of go-between with all the people in my department. All I know is I have more paperwork than I've ever had before. I have been told that I am more than likely going on assignment soon. Almost everyone in my department is out on assignment... *that's* why I have so much paperwork! It all becomes clear now...
So, yes, the new year has kicked off with a veritable bang. Or shuffle. What the hell kind of noise does paper make? Ah well... I really must get back to work. Fabs, Caradoc... we really must go out for a drink soon.
Oh and Hermes has taken to trying to sneak out with me when I head off to work. He's my little gentleman. Best present ever.
Dinner with the family was lovely, as per usual. For some reason my nephews have developed an unhealthy interest in my Betsy... I feared for her safety while we were there. Come to think of it, Caradoc never wrote me back, yet our owl came back... hrm... I suppose she would've come back either way. Mayhaps I'm being suspicious?
Anyways, I haven't much else to report. Work has been the same grind as usual. Paperwork, paperwork, and more paperwork. I feel like I barely get to see Caradoc and Fabs (beyond at home, of course) anymore. Lads, we must do something soon. I'm going absolutely mad without some recreation! I haven't a clue what I'm going to do with myself when they go on their holiday. Ah well... I'm a big boy, yes? Yes!
Well, I'm off to grab a well deserved nap. Visiting Molly and the fam takes a bit out of a lad! Ta.
FABS!!! What're we getting Molly for Christmas? I have an idea for the nephews and Arthur, but you know I'm hopeless when it comes to buying stuff for women... even if she's our sister.
I'm taking a bit of a break from work right about now. My bosses have begun to notice that the rate of my paperwork completion has slowed down a tad. They've been keeping me on a tight leash these days. They must know that that's really not a good way of working with me... Oh well. I'm gauging I'll last about a week before I lose it. I hate being restricted. I've asked if there's a possibility for another field assignment... anything to get me away from my damn desk. They said possibly. That means I'll be stuck here for awhile. Send me out there! That's why I bloody became an Auror! Oi...
Hmm... that's about it for now. I'm going to get back to work. That paperwork won't do itself... or so they tell me.
My life has become dull, save for the interjections of my lovely twin and Caradoc. Though I haven't actually seen my lovely twin in quite a bit. Beyond when we ran into each other at the Leaky Cauldron. And we live together! The only thing that keeps me reassured that he is still amoungst the living is the fact that Bast looks well-fed. I kid, of course, Fabs ;)
Work has become mindnumbing. The work I do should be helping people, yes? I am an Auror, after all. All I seem to do, nowadays, is paperwork. Piles and piles and piles of paperwork. It's enough to drive a lad nutters... I'm beginning to wonder what's happened to Dumbledore... should we be worried?
As for my social life, I haven't one. It's slightly frustrating which has caused me to take up smoking... Fabs would kill me.... I have been out to Diagon Alley and beyond, but that's mostly for Christmas shopping. I haven't a clue what to get anyone, so clues would be helpful. Just to nip receiving another Sheila in the bud, I would love a new wizards chess set. Or perhaps a new set of riding gloves. Just suggestions, of course ;)
As it is, I should be getting back to work. I do fear my bosses have begun to notice me extended lunches... ah well.
I've discovered the fun of Muggle cameras and cigarettes! It's odd how the pictures don't move, but it is very amusing. It'll be a nice hobby to indulge until Fabs, Caradoc, and I start up our curling. Or am I just missing practices? I don't know, I've begun to lose track of my days. The Ministry keeps me busy, busy, busy.
Idiots holding Anti-Muggle demonstrations guarantee to keep me that way for awhile, too. Close-minded wankers.
But why, oh why, do I feel so restless these days? Sigh... perhaps I need a girl who is not wooden or requires being inflated. Perhaps the Ministry Halloween shinding will help me meet a nice bird or two. I'm going as a vampire *grins*
I should go find food. Or find Fabs and see if he's making food ;)
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