I swear on Circe's lopsided bosom, I have no bloody idea what is going on with me lately. With all my poise and grace and, let's face it, undeniably superior posture, I must be getting clumsy. Not only have I fallen down the stairs in the past few days but I've almost impaled myself on an ill-placed knife, got shocked by that ridiculous muggle hair appliance of Blaise's and then I almost got knocked over by that stupid red sports car.
I must be losing my mind. Someone will pay for this. I must find someone to sue.