moody

no. this isn't some whine again. i'm not feeling moody. i've just got a mad eye. my stoopid right eye has contrived to kill me over the past few hours. i dunno what got into it or what happened in there. bloody sore. literally, red.

anyway, assuming i'm not blind by tmr, there's too much on my plate. and for once, no one seems to want to snatch the stuff on it. *coff song, toh*

dumbledore's greatest weakness - the need to believe the best of everyone.

i'm inclined to believe the worst in everyone. pessimist that i am.