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(no subject) [Dec. 30th, 2004|04:18 pm]
Fabian Prewett
Luck had it's way and I managed to miraculously clear out the workload for some free time this Christmas holiday. While I was able to raise spirits here and there (I bought RJ a new knight, since his old one was missing both arms), I apparently still can't seem to keep track of everything going on in my life.

Molly is six months pregnant.

Again.

She swears she told us and Gideon and I swear she didn't. Needless to say, there was a lot of swearing going on during and before Christmas supper. Try explaining to a woman who is in a perpetual state of pregnancy how we likely wouldn't remember even if she had told us she was expecting. Anyway, Molly's hoping for a girl and Arthur's hoping for a pay raise. Not that you can blame either of them. It was a nice Christmas surprise at the very least, and now Gideon and I are to be crowned absent uncles for the sixth time.

Anway, got to finish up some things around the office. Actual Prophet BS. Should have it finished up by New Year's.
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(no subject) [Oct. 24th, 2004|06:39 pm]
Fabian Prewett
A great big sodding congrats to the soon to be Longbottoms. May marriage give to you everything that a 24 hour job and casual sex with random strangers can't.

I've been thinking a lot, very shocking that is, and it's just all very funny to me. We do stuff because we've always done it, think things because we've always thought them, and honour our ancestors so that we're honoured in return- never questioning, never stopping, never asking. We just keep feeding into this endless pattern of thought and action, action and thought, feeling smugly that we're in control of everything we do and think while really we're just rolling along in a great big avalanche that was started so long no one can quite remember what really triggered it. And we do horrible things and say horrible things because who wants to be the first to stop doing and saying those things?

If we stop acting like we're in control and just give up and give in would it be any different? Would we just get carried along anyway?

Good lord I haven't bothered to look at these things in a while. Only when Glenda bothered to tell me that Alice had announced her engagement on them did I realize how much I was missing. Tut, tut, Rita, you aren't keeping up with your gossip properly in that column of yours.

Merlin I'm tired. Need coffee. Need to get out of flat before am found dead and being eaten by rabid dogs.
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(no subject) [Sep. 4th, 2004|12:39 pm]
Fabian Prewett
If RJ doesn't stop prattling on about the Knights of whatever and the bloody sodding Goblin Rebellion I'm going to hex my ears off. Mad old fool. He was probably alive during the damned thing.
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Paperwork [Jul. 26th, 2004|12:24 am]
Fabian Prewett
So does this mean that I can use the killing curse on my editors now? They've been acting funny lately- skirting around issues whenever dark magic talk is brought up. And I'm related to an ex-Auror. Surely, this must count for something.

In all seriousness though, I'm really just not sure what to think some days. They told me to conduct research about current and relevant topics and subjects regarding the war, and then I'm told that no one wants to hear about what's going on, and then I'm told not to delve into the past. Sometimes I wish I could just go back to researching the inane stupid things that I used to before all of this, but I can't. I feel overpowered by what I'm supposed to do and what I should do and it doesn't help that all to often it conflicts with what others want me to do. It's a mad world but all I want is a little bit of calm. For things to be right. To not have to deal with this sense of dread when I get to thinking about things, to not be overwhelmed by all that's happening, and to not be lost. I hate being lost and alone and adrift.

Adrift in a sea of bloody paperwork. R.J. pushed a stack of clippings about Grindelwald or some such thing my way. The crazy old bat has another theory. I blame sleep deprivation for listening to him.
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(no subject) [Jul. 19th, 2004|01:57 am]
Fabian Prewett
Worst. Hangover. Ever.
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"Details have yet to be confirmed..." [Jul. 3rd, 2004|09:11 pm]
Fabian Prewett
Oh fuck.
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Haha [Jun. 21st, 2004|10:39 pm]
Fabian Prewett
Hahaha.

Funny thing. When I lost my notebook, and thus lost all sources, scoops, and ideas for the Yorkshire story, it turns out I wasn't the only one who was upset.

Hahaha.

No, it turns out that, luck of all luck, my editor was actually planning on using that story.

Ha.

Apparently, werewolves are 'big', and the paper is intent on saturating the market. What's next? Twenty-four hour news bulletins on the Wizarding Wireless? Can they be any more desperate in their struggle to bore the masses into complacency?

Hah.

Speaking of boring and complacency, I've found myself in the company of my old co-worker clan. RJ, Rita, and Prewett. Oh goody. You know what this means. I get to make coffee and tea.

Oh hurrah.

At least I get to boss Rita around still. She's been rather annoying and irate as of late.
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DEAR GIDEON [May. 17th, 2004|12:11 pm]
Fabian Prewett
HAHAHA GUESS WHAT BLACKS ALL IN THE FAMILY, ISN'T IT BRILL//? OH AND MOLLY WANTS TO KNOW IF YOU CAN BABYSIT THE TWINS, OKAYALRIGHT, GOING TO GO TO SLEEP NOW. BYE

---------------fABIAN.
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(no subject) [May. 13th, 2004|12:58 pm]
Fabian Prewett
Veritaserum doesn't have a bias.

Furthermore, lying under oath as a convict's cover story makes one liable for investigation.

There's been some excellent reporting in the Prophet as of late though, hasn't there? I would've loved to have been a part of it, but they're sending me back to Yorkshire, or Herefordshire, or some other shires where some blasted werewolves may or may not be.
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The Prophet [May. 3rd, 2004|08:36 pm]
Fabian Prewett
The offices are almost eerily silent today, despite the headlines.

Rumours, of course, are abound- but it's not the usual chatter that one hears freely floating from room to room so much as it is the hushed silences and furtive glances passed back and forth. It was almost a relief to go to the copy room and to see Rita screaming bloody murder about the arrest to one of the copy elves while it tried to work the enchantments and avoid her blows.

Speaking of which, I'm beginning to suspect that the Quibbler and the Prophet may actually be using the same staff.

There are certain things that one just doesn't mention in an article, certain uncertainties that until they are backed up by reliable and named sources, one just does not include. Of course, perhaps expecting professionalism from my coworkers is a bit too much.

We sent Rita out to get take-out an hour ago and R.J. just beat me soundly in a game of chess. Spiffings is presumably still hiding under his desk as he has once again not emerged from his office all day.

There was a time when I thought I'd be able to make a difference in this world. I miss the naivety of youth.
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