Moon madness
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izmeinaA quirk lurk before pottering off on the broomstick.
Today was a most wickedly wonderful full moon and Iz managed to see it pop up its little pink head on the horizon for the very first time. Usually by the time I get to see it - it's already 20 minutes on the way.
It was a gorgeous sunny day - not cloudy at all like last night. Was sitting there with some bread, cheese and a glass of red thinking what a pity it is that Iz is nearly always by herself moon watching because she doesn't know any wierd people in Dursleyville into such simple pleasures.
And next thing you know - a strange figure dressed in black and white is calling out to the Iz. She is one of the house elves where Iz works. I'd told her the previous week that I'm a bit of a moon junkie and would be going to Memorial Hill to watch the full moon rising since that is a particularly good spot.
She said she would love to come but would be too busy doing assignments for uni.
She is actually a registered nurse but training to be a teacher. She's been going out and doing classes and stuff lately - teaching science to twelve somethingses.
Nasty stinking things she says - they smell like BO and burnt rubber. Was half expecting her to say 'We hates them' but no - she said something more surprising. She asks if Iz knew that in many fairy tales witches are reputed to have the ability to smell children - like in Hansel and Gretel I suppose. And she says that she has got that most peculiar ability.
She's the same age as Iz and doesn't have kids either and why she would want to teach the monsters is anyone's guess.
She is one of a handful of people that Iz knows who likes to talk about religion, life, the universe and everything.
There were a bunch of folks just as strange as ourselves there including two very good looking Italian guys. We were talking for a while but they wanted to go back to their car because the silly innocent things that they were - had not bothered to lock it. They too had come to watch the bad moon rising. Iz and Anna Maria (that's her name) we both said that we don't need cars because we got broomsticks.
So looks like evil Iz has just found herself a partner in crime. Same time -same place next full moon. And it's a Tuesday so Iz won't be working or being bothered by goblin classes.
On the subject of mooney kinds of things - Iz always thinks of Sara. Wonder what she is up to right now. Cooking up a storm, baking gingerbread castles? Maybe she got fed up of us folks in LJ - ain't seen her lurking for ages now.
This slinky serpent needs to know.
Today was a most wickedly wonderful full moon and Iz managed to see it pop up its little pink head on the horizon for the very first time. Usually by the time I get to see it - it's already 20 minutes on the way.
It was a gorgeous sunny day - not cloudy at all like last night. Was sitting there with some bread, cheese and a glass of red thinking what a pity it is that Iz is nearly always by herself moon watching because she doesn't know any wierd people in Dursleyville into such simple pleasures.
And next thing you know - a strange figure dressed in black and white is calling out to the Iz. She is one of the house elves where Iz works. I'd told her the previous week that I'm a bit of a moon junkie and would be going to Memorial Hill to watch the full moon rising since that is a particularly good spot.
She said she would love to come but would be too busy doing assignments for uni.
She is actually a registered nurse but training to be a teacher. She's been going out and doing classes and stuff lately - teaching science to twelve somethingses.
Nasty stinking things she says - they smell like BO and burnt rubber. Was half expecting her to say 'We hates them' but no - she said something more surprising. She asks if Iz knew that in many fairy tales witches are reputed to have the ability to smell children - like in Hansel and Gretel I suppose. And she says that she has got that most peculiar ability.
She's the same age as Iz and doesn't have kids either and why she would want to teach the monsters is anyone's guess.
She is one of a handful of people that Iz knows who likes to talk about religion, life, the universe and everything.
There were a bunch of folks just as strange as ourselves there including two very good looking Italian guys. We were talking for a while but they wanted to go back to their car because the silly innocent things that they were - had not bothered to lock it. They too had come to watch the bad moon rising. Iz and Anna Maria (that's her name) we both said that we don't need cars because we got broomsticks.
So looks like evil Iz has just found herself a partner in crime. Same time -same place next full moon. And it's a Tuesday so Iz won't be working or being bothered by goblin classes.
On the subject of mooney kinds of things - Iz always thinks of Sara. Wonder what she is up to right now. Cooking up a storm, baking gingerbread castles? Maybe she got fed up of us folks in LJ - ain't seen her lurking for ages now.
This slinky serpent needs to know.
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Moon Watchers
Date: 2004-04-05 01:06 pm (UTC)Re: Moon Watchers
Iz likes to keep an eye out a few days either side of full and new moons but in the middle at half moon is ever so boring.
Iz never ceases to be amazed at how so many calendars are based on the moon rather than the sun and it's usually the new moon that marks the start or end of a period (ie Ramadan)I guess - it's more noticeable by its absence. It's either there or not whereas a full moon sometimes looks bigger the day before or after the official date.
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Date: 2004-04-06 09:40 am (UTC)Fighting Dementors
Date: 2004-04-07 12:06 am (UTC)I am back, bruised but back. Had a long and fierce battle with my Dementors, I think they realized that my Patronus only works with one at a time and decided to get togheter and jump at once. It wasn't pretty and when I was laying in the floor, their mouths millimeters away from me I turned my head and kissed one, the poor thing let out the most terrible sound I've ever heard and turned into an acne prone First Year Gryffindor, the vision was so horrifying, even for me, the other Dementors backed away in fear, giving me time to get my strenght back and stand up, shake the dust from my robes and put some red lipstick in my lips. The sight of the transformed Dementor and the vision of my shinny red lips was enough to make them flee in fear.
I made my way back to my Sett and had some 2 cases of butterbeer before crawling out from it back to the land of the weird and hopefully I wont disappear again.
Basically my wounds are fresh but they will heal and now I discovered a more powerfull way of torture than my best Crucio...MY KISS! *evil grin* I just hope this time the Dementors stay away or they'll end up Gryffindors *he, he*
Now I need to get updated on all that has been going on in the last 3 months, lots of posts :) Thanks for keeping me in your thoughts, now I am back, not as strong as before, but I'll be my old self in no time *lol*
Re: Fighting Dementors
Date: 2004-04-07 09:47 am (UTC)Iz is beginning to have serious doubts about the fluffiness of her favourite badger. "Do unto others before they do unto you' sounds suspicioussssly Slythie.
Well it's good to see you're back and 'kissing with confidence'Isn't it just as well that Iz took some polyjuice potion and transformed from a Dementor to a green Goblin before the bad badger got back?
Iz wishes you lots of luck with your new Dolores. Looks like you will need it. And keep up the kissing - it just may land you a handsome prince that doesn't turn back into a toad.
And looks like we might finally get the answer to Harry's $64,000 question "What lies under a Dementor's hood" Izzie is all ears.