eighteen

Someone sent me a rodent in the post. No name. Just a note written in block lettering that reads "FOR YOU". The damned thing has looked like an argyle sock all day. It's one of those sodding mouse things. I don't like it. Hair keeps sniffing around. I may let him eat it. She's a cowering little thing though. Keeps hiding in my shirt.

Might keep her. Can't think of a good name though. I don't want anything cute. Everything else sounds filthy. I don't think "Yes, this is my adorable rodent, Cunt Bag" would fly with the majority of my friends them being femmes these days. Blaise would find it funny though. I can't think of anything good for a name. I also don't think Dangleberry will go over well either. She looks a bit like a REALLY unshaved... so I was thinking of Muffy. The more I think on it, the more I think Muffy it shall be.

Why would anyone send me something like this though?

I need to finish my list of stupid and meaningless hoops to have Darby jump through in the next few days. I don't know if I actually like having an assistant any longer. She's a bit too efficient these days and anticipatory. I'm getting very BORED a lot. I would like some more polyjuice. I need to step up the looking for Pans a bit more.

Must owl Vieve with that thing I've been turning over in my hands all day. Mother said jewelry should be worn after all. Will do that now before I decide not to.