Caradoc

Today a customer pulled me aside and told me I should wear robes on the job like "a proper wizard."


Well fuck that. You try to navigate a dinner rush with velvet frills at your feet.


And this is all that has happened today. Oh well. Perhaps boring is better than an alternative.

Realizing I'm a rather good plumber. Seven years of education of magic and I can only really just fix pipes pretty well.

Well maybe in times of uncertainty, it's good to have a backup plan.

(Charmed to Order)

I suppose I should start bracing myself for the onslaught of inquiry around here at work. The gossip I've heard here is ridiculous. Though it is warranted, perhaps. Though I hardly think squibs in revolt is a reason. Yes, I heard that one.

It is a bit dodgy, though. I might be forgetting something, but the Leaky's wall is a way they could get in. But even then, it's just too fucking dodgy. And in Knockturn Alley, how appropriate.

Conspiracy theories never did anyone a bit of good, but still. Worth just a look into. I'll keep an eye out.

( / Charm)


Hopefully this all will blow over soon.

( The only ones for me are the mad ones. . . )