Mandy Brocklehurst

Merlin, what's happening around here? I can't believe... I never believed...

This isn't supposed to be happening.

You'd think that after a certain point, I'd be too used to dealing with my mother to get so irritated with her. Yet every single holiday, she manages to annoy me. Is that a special power that all mothers have? Or is it just mine?

Oh well. At least things went well with my brother and father.

Why do all quidditch players like to cause trouble? Does notoriety go to their heads? Is it the bludgers? Do they beat all the sense out of you? Is scandal a job requirement? I realize I should have known all of this when I decided to go into public relations, but really. I assumed there was some semblance of normality.

Instead, I have a reserve player who thought it was acceptable to throw broccoli at his fans. He went out and bought broccoli specifically to carry around and throw at people when they asked him for autographs. Why? Why why why?

I love being a homeowner, and I despise it. Being able to do what I want with my own home is wonderful, but I miss being able to call a landlord when something goes wrong. Fixing it yourself either involves cursing, money, or both.

Surely someone wants to help a girl out? Someone who knows something about plumbing?