• Wormtail

a)Wormtail apologizing for framing Sirius and revealing details about Voldemort's location and plans and etc but incriminating himself shortly after Harry's parents were killed.

detail for speech: breaks down into tears, say 'bloody hell' a lot, "you know i'm not the most courageous fellow; find the gryffindor in me" etc detail for article: only gryffindor death eater in history; took courage to come clean

Wormtail -explains situation (he revealed James' and Lily's secret to Voldemort, accused Sirius of their betrayal, killed 12 people and then framed Sirius for their murders as well as his own by leaving his finger behind.) -feels guilty (and scared of Voldemort); reveals himself as alive and guilty -maybe because of Veritasserum administered by someone, ie Snape, Voldemort, himself? -says he's changed (keep hinting at his extreme fear of Voldemort as legitimate reason for coming clean) -stress that he did it to keep himself alive -tone: (begging for mercy/sympathy, guilty, beseeching, trembling, cowardly) maybe breaks down into tears

(maybe a few years after the incident? doesn't see any hope in voldemort returning, and so wants to be the hero and tell a tale - LIES - says he was under the imperius and things like that and was forced to and etc - and the daily prophet calls him out on it! -saying he was quite conscious and made the decision himself and all that...

[finish this by tonight to avoid killing self later on, plz, thx.] He-hello, I was brought here today to testify to you fine members of the wizarding community - m-my, there sure are a lot of you - as to how it is that I am alive and standing before you. I am not an Inferi, and I am not a ghost; I am very much alive. I - I faked my own death. I, Peter Pettigrew, staged my own death and falsely incriminated Sirius Black in order to avoid punishment - in order to stay alive. I also murdered twelve people - you gasp, bu-but, it's not that bad! ...Is it? ...I was desperate to stay alive, and I did what I felt it was necessary to do in order to preserve my own well-being. But let me explain. When I revealed the secret of Lily's and James' hiding place to Lord V-V- to the Dark Lord - I was his servant and I was obligated to serve him to the best of my abilities for fear of my life. He is so powerful - don't you see?! - and I am worthless to him, and he could easily have obliterated me had I not done what he wanted! Ever since I became a Death Eater - a decision which I regret more with each passing day - I was all but binded with metal chains to his side, obligated to act upon his every whim, as if I were under the Imperius curse. And if I did not comply, of course, I truly would be under the Imperius curse. And, let's face it, I may have been a Gryffindor, but I'm not exactly known for being the bravest person alive. I truly regret turning over the whereabouts of my dear friend James and his wife Lily - I am a traitor and a scoundrel. Under the servitude of the Dark Lord, you see, one loses one's own thoughts and the capability to make decisions for oneself gradually rots away within one's brain. Surrounded by the threat of evil and by the presence of the inhuman, one wafts, Inferi-like, And while I am still under the influence of this Veritasserum that seems to have been administered to me, I must make known one more thing of great importance! Voldemort is alive...

• great gatsby + the grotesque

from sparknotes: Gatsby has made Daisy a symbol of everything he values, and made the green light on her dock a symbol of his destiny with her. Thinking about Gatsby’s death, Nick suggests that all symbols are created by the mind—they do not possess any inherent meaning; rather, people invest them with meaning. Nick writes that Gatsby must have realized “what a grotesque thing a rose is.” The rose has been a conventional symbol of beauty throughout centuries of poetry. Nick suggests that roses aren’t inherently beautiful, and that people only view them that way because they choose to do so. Daisy is “grotesque” in the same way: Gatsby has invested her with beauty and meaning by making her the object of his dream. Had Gatsby not imbued her with such value, Daisy would be simply an idle, bored, rich young woman with no particular moral strength or loyalty.

• gimlet hilarity

patron afraid of elevators.

shown to stairs.

Australian researcher thanked us for all our help on his book.

thanked him for being a nice researcher.

the point is i just imagine: "Thank you for all your help on the book I'm writing! It's hard to write books sometimes, being Australian and all." "No problem! Thanks for being a nice researcher!" --awesome face--

• fordham dining statement

Dear Members of the Fordham Community:

As I’m sure you know, three Fordham dining facilities—The Deli, Grill and Ramskeller—received less than satisfactory marks from our recent inspection by the New York City Department of Health.

We completely understand, and share, the community’s dismay at these findings. Please be assured that Fordham takes these matters very seriously, and is not pleased with the performance of our food service vendor, Sodexo, in this situation.

Beyond addressing the problems cited in the recent health inspection report, and rectifying them immediately, the Sodexo staff has put in place a plan to ensure that all the relevant issues are monitored for continued compliance.

Please accept our apologies for the shortcomings uncovered by the inspection. Our students, faculty and staff deserve better. We are committed to making whatever changes are necessary to insure that Fordham facilities are as clean as possible.

Feel free to contact my office if you have any questions regarding Fordham dining facilities. Either I or one of my staff will address any concerns you may have.

• list of stuff from desk (April 12 2011)

-uncashed checks that i'd forgotten existed -cash from my relatives that i'd also forgotten existed... i seem to hae a problem with money. -several mix cds that my friend chloe made me, including "love songs for justine," volumes 1 and 2 -an empty cd with "Oh my gosh, Andrew, you're like the greatest boyfriend ever. Like omg." sharpied on it -the keys to my apartment -the backup keys to my apartment that my mom had let me use over winter break, when i'd realized i'd forgotten to bring home my keys -a copy of my mom's laundry key, on the same keychain as the backup keys to my apartment -cardboard cups from the caf, which i use to store cheap jewelry -instruction manuals for a phone, a watch, a backup drive, a camera, and a toy helicoptor -a collection of bookmarks taken from my school's library -a folder filled with pictures and magazine clippings; the bottom of my top drawer is also lined with magazine scraps -the little alphabetical carbdoard label thingies that came with my accordion folder -tickets to several movies and plays; tickets to and from new jersey -at least four empty (or nearly empty) metrocards -chunky, black and white sphere necklace which isabel gave me for christmas -several back issues of the paper, my school's independent paper -an empty, glass bottle of jewish grape juice -lots of crystal lite, post-its, different colored pens and markers, and index cards -an unopened package of plain ballpoint pens that my uncle gave me for my birthday, along with other utilities including a picture frame and a clock -in my last semester's french folder: a pro-con list of whether to say yes. because it was made largely by isabel, it contains such gems as, (pro) "SEX!" (con) "Feeling misued? Run! You'll end up like my mother otherwise!" -a drawing. it's quite unique -a tangle of wires -condoms, lube -a folder; the inscription on the cover, "Harry's Bills," has been sharpied over with a heart shape but is still visible under the light -a drawing in pink pen of several labeled things, including "a kiwi from New Zealand," "Greater New York Metropolitan area," and "girls for her to Lez out with." the title on the back: "Secretly Ironic" -freshman advising handbook (what i'd been looking for!) -a well-worn copy of the freshman orientation guidebook -a map of the area around the lower east side tenement museum and economy candy

• this (and convo in email)

Screw me always being the nice one; I'm acting like a complete douchebag for the next 24 hours. It'll be like that Arthur episode, Meek for a Week, but backwards. For starters, FUCK ALL Y'ALL. (9 people like this)

R: applauds* it's about time ;p LM: please make one of your epic documentaries about this day. AC: OMG I LOVE ARTHUR ♥ JN: ‎*mean face* Me too. Wait, I'm always like that. :) JL: lol your going to be mean and asertive? seriously you gotta record this R: ‎^i already did ^_^ AM: i am hurt by your statement now im gonna eat a huge chocolate bar and curl up in my sock drawer JB: Hmm. I should try that. IB: You're doing well! Don't take my shit anymore, Justine! :D HK: I REMEMBER MEEK WEEK IT WAS FOR THE BULLY RIGHT? LM: ‎@AM: I have this pain in my heart, and i know it's her fault - that bitch! EL: <333 dont be angryyy, smilee:)) i was in a pissy mood today but i just took it out by being obnoxiouis and pretending to bully people hahhahah it worked:) AM: is this why I got those text messages with all caps? =-O hahaha Me: …that might have been it. xD Mean Day went semi-successfully. I don't think I achieved the level of douchiness that I'd had in mind for myself. Perhaps I should extend it to last a whole week... IB: yeah justine! don't let douchy friendships (ahem!) wear down your confidouchiness! Me: confidouchiness. i like that.