So I Was Quite Bored Today (stuck In A Hotelroom While Its Raining Cats And Dogs Outside) And I Ended

So I was quite bored today (stuck in a hotelroom while it’s raining cats and dogs outside) and I ended up rewatching @asktheboywholived makeup tutorials. Minutes later I found myself in front of the bathroom mirror. Apparently it resulted in a remus cosplay (found that my hair matched his best and with not more than eyeliner, mascara and a lipstick available it was the easiest to recreate ;) ) Well, it was my first try and I actually quite like ‘bookish remus’ :D

The unbearable joy of gardening, it could be worse...

So I was getting some serious gardening done today with my brother. I don’t think there are any people who have less knowledge of plants than we do (he once managed to mould cacti, I always withered them...). So we were clearing of weeds from the herb bed, each time we found something that was not obviously grass we asked: ‘What is this? Do you know this? Is it a flower? Is it some herbal-thingy? Can you eat it? Or can I just throw it away because it’s some weeds?’ Each time the answer was: ‘I have no idea. Probably weeds. It has no blossom so...just throw it away.’ (I have a feeling we threw away way more than what was neccessary)

Then the thing happened that was bound to happen: I had an unpleasant encounter. With an earthworm. (I honestly have no problem with bugs or spiders and everything else thats crawling around but these squidgy worms or slugs....uäääääh. Don’t need to have them anywhere near me tbh) And I was like: ‘Yikes. That’s disgusting!’ And my brother just relpied: ‘Could be worse, couldn’t it? Could be a slug’ Me: ‘Yeah... still nauseating, though...’ Brother: ‘That’s probably what the earthworm is thinking too.’ Me (used to such ‘compliments’ from his side): Well, thank you... Brother (totally ignoring me): ‘It’s probably thinking: ‘Ew, human! But it could be worse. That human could be a bird or something...’

Knochenarbeit

Cleo: Hey! Diesen Streich auszuarbeiten war harte Knochenarbeit!

Sirius: Kann gar nicht sein. Ich seh deine Knochen noch lange nicht!

Cleo:

Cleo: Das ist auch gut so. Ich will ja schließlich keine blöden Köter damit anlocken. Nicht wahr, Padfoot?!

You know what I love most about myself? It's that I'm not bigheaded at all, although I'd have every reason to be! I mean look at me: Stunning good looks, dashing personality, incredibly gifted. I'm practically a god!

Sirius (at some time, probably)

Obviously Sirius is drunk after a night out and refuses to change back because, come on, taking a bath is so much more fun when you’re a dog!

Remus, however, refuses to bath him because honestly? Each and everytime the bath is a sirius mess afterwards!

Well, Harry surely knows how to use his pink lipstick and eyebrow pencil.

I expect you’re tired of hearing this, but you look so like your father.