I need a sandwich. Where the fuck are the house elves? And where is Aidan Mulciber? *pout*

I think Aidan Mulciber was at a meeting with Him today. While he was gone, I made a delicious roast.

*staring out the window, watching it rain*

*watches the house elves make dinner* When did my life become so incredibly dull? *sulks*

*throws on cloak and leaves the house, deciding to walk to Diagon Alley*

*sits in a chair staring at the wall* These photographs won't do....Aidan's too covered up. *grins* Nude photoshoot tonight, perhaps?

*sends an owl with instructions to Severus Snape*

*has a 2AM snack then heads off to bed*

*receives the owl and begins getting ready to head out to Hogwarts*

*apparates to the edge of the Hogwarts grounds and begins heading towards the lake, looking for Lily Evans*

*arrives home and helps himself to some pie, grinning*

*takes a bite out of the pie then frowns* Is it bad that I've left Hogwarts but still go back there for my entertainment? *sighs and eats*

*finishes the pie* This is because I didn't take my NEWTs. *makes his way upstairs to mope in bed*

*teaching the house elf how to make a proper millefeuille*

*eating a delicious millefeuille*

I need a real job. *sigh*

*flips through a book of notes while eating cake (http://bit.ly/9O7HgS)* Without a doubt, He will be pleased by these spells. *smirks*

I think I've gained some weight...Not exactly sure how this happened, though. *sits at kitchen table, eating cake*

*scratches his dark mark*

ooc: during this long lull in the Evan Rosier and Aidan Mulciber saga, please pretend they have been sexing it up. Everywhere. And constantly.