I am sorry for my silence, but my mind has been completely high-jacked by the world of Harry Potter. Yes. I took a flying leap onto that gravy train and have been taken captive. I cannot do anything creative, or think about doing anything creative until I FINISH THE DAMN STORY. I started the 5th book a week ago, I just finished the 6th book last night...and as soon as I depart from work today, I will immediately and urgently make my way to the nearest book dealer to purchase the last and final installment. I absolutely HATE hard cover books, hate them. I need books to be as compact and as portable as possible, seeing as I must always have one on my person. But, for the sake of getting my life back, I will make this one exception. I am a crazy person right now, as I've had to endure the hour and a half long morning commute to my place of employ entirely bookless, and wondering WHAT THE HELL HAPPENS NEXT! I've just come off Harry-Potter-Crack and I need an other fix. Just one last time. I am in the horrors of withdrawals. I am devastated. I need closure.
I also need an invisibility cloak, a wand, the ability to apparate, and some of that 'Felix Felicis' lucky potion!
Wednesday, August 1, 2007
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2 comments:
uumm. how about a magical sprinkle of reality that you are 39 years old and have no business reading your elementary school phonics prepatory books of magic and goblins.
~your favorite sister.
Ha! Well, you tried. That, at least, can be said. Nevertheless, I still love you, little sis.
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