Flying bears! It must be the end times!
Jul. 20th, 2007 01:10 pmGoddammit, the internet is being stupid, so that after taking FOREVER to load, Safari has crashed and lost my post.
( Meme! )
Anyways, at lunchtime here at the revered and glorious halls of UDHS, the kids from Summer Stage like to hang out in the courtyard behind my dad's office. Today, there are a whole bunch of them dressed in long bathrobes and waving wand-like objects at each other, and occasionally, drawing scars on one another's forehead. (Wow, "one another" is a weird phrase, if you think about it.) I have declared the kid with the black bathrobe, floppy dark hair, and large wooden spoon to be the winner. Heh.
I finished re-reading Harry Potter and theHigh Blood Pressure Half-Blood Prince this morning. HBP is officially the book I have re-read the least, have only gotten through it 2.5 times (the half comes from an attempt at Thanksgiving one year that was quickly squashed by nasty things like final papers and exams). However, I still like it a lot. Especially the first half, which I rather suspect is because Dumbledore is all over the place, being awesome. In the second half he is still all over the place, but is instead being fallible, or, at the end, being dead, which is not quite as awesome.
So, my obligatory wish for Book 7 (DH looks weird to me), apart from finding Sirius hanging from the rafters, is that Tonks is revealed to be actually evil. Not because I don't like her, but because I have ALWAYS gotten incredibly shady vibes from her, and I would like them to be justified and not have to confront my paranoia.
Quote o' the Day:
Ok, so this isn't an actual quote, but yesterday, this guy called to find out when school started next fall. He then proceeded to tell me -- at length -- all about his cabin, which he needs his son to fix up. On the upside, now I know how to block a faulty chimney to keep the squirrels out.
( Meme! )
Anyways, at lunchtime here at the revered and glorious halls of UDHS, the kids from Summer Stage like to hang out in the courtyard behind my dad's office. Today, there are a whole bunch of them dressed in long bathrobes and waving wand-like objects at each other, and occasionally, drawing scars on one another's forehead. (Wow, "one another" is a weird phrase, if you think about it.) I have declared the kid with the black bathrobe, floppy dark hair, and large wooden spoon to be the winner. Heh.
I finished re-reading Harry Potter and the
So, my obligatory wish for Book 7 (DH looks weird to me), apart from finding Sirius hanging from the rafters, is that Tonks is revealed to be actually evil. Not because I don't like her, but because I have ALWAYS gotten incredibly shady vibes from her, and I would like them to be justified and not have to confront my paranoia.
Quote o' the Day:
Ok, so this isn't an actual quote, but yesterday, this guy called to find out when school started next fall. He then proceeded to tell me -- at length -- all about his cabin, which he needs his son to fix up. On the upside, now I know how to block a faulty chimney to keep the squirrels out.