More Snape

I really kinda like this one. It's Snape. It's Lily. It's emo. It's DH-spoilerific, sorta.

Maybe you'll get the song stuck in your head, too.

Note to my lungs

I do not appreciate in the least the tantrum you are having. I have things to do today, and I do not have time to pamper you to the degree you obviously expect to be pampered. Yes, you would prefer it if I spent the day in bed, breathing air from a humidfier, but that is simply not an option. R. is out of the office and so I have to be there to shepherd that Eighth Circuit appellate brief through the serving/filing process. Tough luck. Suck it up and deal.

I will continue to offer you cough drops and cups of tea until my kidneys are ready to float away. I also promise to have chicken soup at lunchtime. In return, I expect you to do your damned job instead of making my life difficult.

No love.

Me.

More notes

To my attorneys: Don't ask anything of me today. Well, except that damn 8th circuit brief, which is the entire reason why I'm here in the first place.

To my dojo: Don't expect me to show up for class tonight.

To my family: Don't expect me to cook dinner tonight. Fix yourself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich or something. I plan to go to bed as soon as I get home.

In fact, if you're really wise, you'll have a bowl of hot pho soup waiting for me.