frank longbottom

Dec. 7th, 2009

I woke up feeling like Scrooge (this cranky old Muggle from a movie I watched on the television the other day) this morning.

My dog ate my slipper, and I have a hole in my sock that my big toe keeps poking out of. I wish I knew how to fix socks.

I don't think I slept well enough. ~~I haven't been lately.~~ Maybe I'm hungry.

Oct. 12th, 2009

I don't know what kind of costume to wear to the party.

PRIVATE TO ORDER MEMBERS, PAST AND PRESENT;

All of you have my back if I dress like a dead death eater and one of those bastards tries something funny, right?

/private

I'm taking my potions again and I feel good. ~~My magic's working pretty good again.~~

Oct. 1st, 2009

I'm sorry, Alice. I'm so so so so Sorry, Alice. Please don't be mad at me.

Sep. 28th, 2009

I want a reason to carry around a mowbile fone. An eye-pod would be grand, too. I like muggle gadgets like my old record player which plays the Rolling Stones.

Alice, you are my rainbow.

Man bugger, I need to find Rolling Stones records and a record player.

Jul. 29th, 2009

I spy with my little eye something that begins with SHIP!

Jul. 8th, 2009

Does anyone have any mayonnaise? I'm afraid I ran out, and Pony refuses to go out and get some new. I don't like eating crisps without it, you see, and I'm dreadfully hungry I could get the tree I'm standing in. And that wouldn't be good without any peanut butter, even though I don't like it much.

Jun. 24th, 2009

[ooc: frank's special potions are on the ship with the rest of his things...]

ORDER AND AURORS: MY TREEHOUSE IS UNDER ATTACK!

THERE ARE TOO MANY OF THEM FOR ME TO FIGHT OFF MYSELF.

OH, STARS ABOVE, WHERE IS MY DOG?

ALICE! WHERE IS ALICE? ALICE?!

May. 30th, 2009

I just want to say that Alice and I are terribly sorry that we missed the wedding the other day. Our puppy got sick, and then I couldn't find my shoes and it's bad form to show up to a wedding with naked feet.

PRIVATE TO JAMES;

Do you know who's wedding it was?

/PRIVATE

Mar. 22nd, 2009

HAPPY SPRING!

Dec. 20th, 2008

[PRIVATE TO THE ORDER -- PAST, PRESENT AND FUTURE]

I'm not saying that anything bad is going to happen here, but I think it might be a good idea if we just keep an eye on You-Know-Who and his cronies, especially that crazy bitch Bellatrix. Just in case.

[/PRIVATE]

Nov. 28th, 2008

Alice?

Nov. 23rd, 2008

You know the feeling you get when you're staring into the eyes of a Death Eater as he has his wand pointing at you, and you're so tired of fighting but you just can't stop. And then you get a sudden jolt of adrenaline and you fight with more intensity than you had before?

I miss that feeling.

I found my dog, by the way. Silly little bugger, that one is.

Nov. 14th, 2008

ATTENTION!

My wife and I lost our dog.

( spellotaped )

She's a rambunctious little thing that goes by the name of Pony. She's very friendly, and will probably come if you call her. That picture was taken when she was a puppy, so she's a little bigger now. If you see her, please let me (Frank Longbottom) or my wife (Alice) know.

Thanks.

Nov. 6th, 2008

I had to invest in a helmet.

Oct. 19th, 2008

First my pillow flies at me. Next my dog's food comes flying at me from across the room. Then the toilet starts flushing itself.

I do [massive ink spill from here---

--to here]

Wank. Massive, epic WANK.

Sep. 26th, 2008

[VIEWABLE TO EVERYONE BUT ALICE]

What's a good gift that says "I'm still so sorry for how much of an arse I was when I was ill, even though you've already forgiven me"?

I'm not good with things like that.

[/END WARD]

I need to say these things:
1) I'm sorry to whoever I called a twat whore.
2) I'm sorry to whoever I told that I did their mum, and wore a condom to keep from getting an STD.
3) Basically, if I said something nasty to you, I'm sorry. And I obviously didn't do that guy's mum. I'm married.

Sep. 15th, 2008

Oops.

Aug. 30th, 2008

Fucking bitches don't realise that when I say I want a MEDIUM STEAK that I want a mother fucking MEDIUM steak. No medium rare, not on the cusp of medium rare and medium. EXACTLY FUCKING MEDIUM.

Aug. 6th, 2008

Life is beautiful.

Aug. 1st, 2008

[PRIVATE TO JAMES]

I need to talk to you about something.

[/PRIVATE]

I take five potions a day ~~and another one as-needed~~, and yet I still somehow managed to forget my son's birthday. And Harry's. Happy Birthday, Harry. I'm only a few hours late.

Has anyone seen Neville?

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