I am finally settling into my job at Trésor Littéraire and enjoying it immensely.

( Private to Self )

I just realized, it is April Fool's Day! I should probably send an owl to my mum and dad saying that I am working in a brothel now, should they wish to visit me at work. Not sure if they would appreciate that, but what else is the holiday for?

I cannot work in Muggle London anymore. It is driving me mad not being able to use magic!

I can't even use accio for the simplest things. I have to walk what seems like a mile to pick up an item and then walk back to where the customer is when a simple accio would take care of the whole thing. It's ridiculous.

So, I am going to start browsing the papers for any job offers. Hopefully something will pop up.

Well, last Monday went well. I'm still recovering. Why do I never learn?

( Private to Self )

So my Valentine's Day was awfully dull, but my saturday night was very eventful! I am definitely feeling much happier this week.

( Private to Ron )

( Private to self )

I fear I am becoming a workaholic. I worked overtime four nights this week, which is really a crime to my complexion.

Ah well, Vantine's Day is tomorrow and who can be sad on such a day? Well, perhaps those who have no one to spend it with like me. Even so, it's a good excuse to gorge on chocolate, if you're one who does that sort of thing.

I came across Rita Skeeter's article yesterday. All I can say is, how in Merlin did that get published?