I shall also have to see how pitiful I am with this bigger pronunciation guide.
I seem to have a great deal of time on my hands, yet so little is coming of it. I blame this on my patience. I like results, bit I am too patient to wait for them.
No, no. Disregard that. What I really mean is I am a slacker.
I have drawn merely three pictures in the past month; fortunately, they are of a naked blond Slytherin and a naked black-haired Gryffindor. But I won’t tell you who.
I wish to draw Snape. I fear I will over-hook his nose. Or perhaps I am once again being a procrastinator. It is a sad, sad day. Surprisingly, I am content. I will wake up tomorrow, look in the mirror, and say, “Natt--yes, you--go do something!”
And it will happen.
For now, I will sip Cranberry-grape juice (with a capital Cran) and type about in Word. I HEART you, Word.